She was to meet him in the gardens, behind the rotunda at exactly 12.15. Their last meeting had been a short meeting. With only coffee and lots of flirting involved. There was a definite spark between the two which neither could ignore. It was 12.10, her nerves were starting to play havoc with her mind and body. Scenarios were going through her head "what if he doesn't want me?" "What if he gets too rough, should I have told somebody?" "What if he has someone hiding in the shadows, what if I can't control myself around him??" 12.15 ticked over. She could see him walking towards her.. those first initial feelings she felt had all come back. She wanted to run to him, jump into his arms and kiss him all over. Instead she waited for him to walk to her and give her the most sweetest kiss on her cheek she had ever felt.