She leaned back so she could see his face. His eyes were clear pools of blue ocean water beckoning her to jump in.
“I would love that, Sam.”
He smiled as if he were pleased with himself. He shifted his arm to around her shoulders and gave her a side hug. They spent the rest of the ride talking about their performance from the night before. In the blink of an eye, the train was slowing down at her stop.
“Well, this is me. I guess you’ll call me?” she asked as she stood and gripped the handle of her luggage.
“I will,” he replied, looking up at her. She nodded, lingering for one last moment before exiting the automatic doors of the train. Casey knew she liked him and was reeling from the entire weekend. She turned around to have one last glance of him, stunned to see him walking swiftly toward her. Her mouth dropped as he let go of his luggage and immediately placed his palms on her cheeks, kissing her long and hard. She tensed for a moment, not sure what was happening, before relaxing into the kiss, his warm tongue invading her mouth with purpose.
He pulled back with his palms still holding her cheeks, their eyes locked onto each other. They breathed heavily, coming down from the intensity of the kiss, waiting for the other to speak first.
“You missed your train,” she said quietly.
His mouth turned up slowly into a grin and he gently propped her sunglasses onto her head before he touched her lips with his index finger. “I’ve wanted to do that all day,” he said.
She averted her eyes, remembering she didn’t have any makeup on.
“Stop, Casey. You’re gorgeous. I want to see you, darlin’.” He tenderly touched her face and leaned in to kiss her gently on the cheek. She wrapped her arms around him, and they hugged as they stood on the concrete platform under the fluorescent lights, the screeching of the train on the tracks fading away in the distance.