“If you’re happy and you know it…”
“Clap my hands?” Kirk was confused at the direction this conversation was taking.
“No.” Shannon wanted to get this over with before she lost her nerve. “If you’re happy and you know it, then kiss me. Kiss me hard.”
Kirk’s jaw hit the ground. They’d been best friends for fifteen years. Being a typical guy, he’d thought about what it would be like to take things to the next level with Shannon. He’d just figured it would never happen. It would complicate things.
One of them finally had the balls to say something.