Bob and Hazel had been what most would call late bloomers. At the start of the relationship, Bob hadn't bloomed yet. They met on a dating website. He made her laugh with his disarming sense of humor and she had amazed him that someone had found him funny. Their first date went very well although both of them were awkward. There was none of the uneasy breaks in conversation that would normally occur in such a situation.
It almost seemed that the two would be natural together, until the date was ending. When they got back from the restaurant, Bob went to park the car and no sooner had he stopped and she was gone. Bob had thought that the date was successful and was shocked that he was totally wrong in his interpretation of the date and, owing to his lack of experience, left. He had a long drive ahead of him and kept playing the date through his head trying to figure out what went wrong.
The next day he wasn't sure what to do since he had been set up on a blind date a few months before and thought that the date, while not as effortless as this one had been, seemed to go fine until he called to see if she would like to go on another date and never got a return call. He wasn't sure how to tell Hazel that he had a really good time and hoped that they might be able to go out again. Thankfully she emailed him and relieved all of his concerns. She had had a wonderful evening and had hoped that they could do it again. Turns out both of their senses of time and communication were off, she felt they had sat in the car long enough and thought that he would see her off and he thought that she hurriedly exited the car. They were a go for another date the following weekend.
The next few dates went off without a hitch. Bob not knowing what to do was keeping them going slow. Bob had a feeling that it was driving Hazel crazy too, as it was, but she didn't want to rush him. It was then Bob decided to move it along.
Their next date was going to be at one of those adult arcades. The night was going great and Bob decided to make his move with a shooter game. This would allow them to be active and get closer to each other. He had figured that it would be a sweet move to give the winner a kiss for the victory. Shots were missed. ammo wasn't refilled. Bob brushed her shooting hand to "distract" her playfully. It resulted in Hazel winning the game. They continued this way for the next hour.
When they left, as they were approaching the car, Bob's heart was in his throat and was stuttering he was so nervous when he said that she deserved a kiss for the victory. Hazel was taken back by this but was also instantly excited by this. While kissing, Bob was amazed at how soft her lips were and how amazing she smelled.