I blush and break eye contact looking away. Micah gently grabs my chin and looks into my eyes. He begins to peck my lips between each word.

　　'Since. When. Did. You. Become. Shy. Around. Me?' He says between each kiss.

　　My blush deepens, 'Gee, I don't know. Perhaps since you kissed me, making me feel even giddying than I thought I could ever be?' I suggest in a playful tone.

　　Micah grabs my waist, pulls me in closer, and rolls us through the grass. I giggle as he laughs, and we end up lying next to each other, holding hands and gazing up at the moon.

　　'Do you think we...