Jake jumped in to take his place. He either had more experience than Chris, or he'd paid close attention to Tiffany's instructions. His arm slid smoothly around her shoulders while his other hand gently rested on her side, just below her ribs. He leaned in, pressing his lips to hers, his tongue prying past them within a minute. As they kissed Tiff's hands slid up from his arms to lightly scratch at his shoulder blades.

Watching them, something stirred inside me, making me forget to watch the time. When I remembered just over seven minutes had passed.

"Time," I called, a grin splitting my face.

"That was awesome," Jake sang...