I was a little hungover after the wedding, and the sunlight was like glaring through my windshield, and when she got in the car I was happy to see her, so I kissed her. Okay, so "kiss Dred" wasn't on my list of things to do, but it was an accident. And we were grown-ups. It was no big deal.
Except for the way neither of us pulled back.
Except for the way I really wanted to kiss her more.