I released her hand and cupped her face in my palms. I moved our faces close together but stopped when my lips were millimeters away from hers. I looked into her eyes. She looked at my mouth and nibbled her bottom lip.

"Are you ovulating - or is this just practice?" I asked her, grinning.

"I should just be starting," she said.

"And you're absolutely sure about this?" I asked.

"No - but it feels right," she replied.

I leaned forward and touched my lips to hers. Tiny bolts of lightning passed between us and our lips mashed together like an electromagnet was pulling us against one another. When we...