October 2, 2017 by The Citron Review
By Nicholas Marcus
They kissed. His wet palms, those first-time jitters, the overwhelming nausea. Everything disappeared when they kissed. Tingles, starting at his lips, worked their way down his neck, past the pounding flutter in his chest, down to his toes, and back.
He knew she felt it too.
They shared that moment, a lifetime, a peek into the future: a real, proper first date, a wedding, kids, growing older and older until they kissed one final time. All that, their whole lives, in the span of a kiss.
She pulled away, pocketed his dollar, and called “next!”
Nicholas Marcus is a Detroit area attorney and writer of screenplays, plays, short fiction, and legal articles. His latest feature-length film script premiered in 2016, his short fiction can be found in, among other places, Crack The Spine, and his legal writing has appeared in various national publications. Nicholas also reviews and writes extensively on film music, both on Instagram as @TheFilmScorer and on his website at www.thefilmscorer.com.
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