He kissed her.
A kiss about apple pie à la mode with the vanilla
creaminess melting in the pie heat. A kiss about chocolate, when
you haven't eaten chocolate in a year. A kiss about palm
trees speeding by, trailing pink clouds when you drive down the
Strip sizzling with champagne. A kiss about spotlights fanning
the sky and the swollen sea spilling tears all over your legs.
And there were a lot more of those kisses after that.