Thunder rumbled. It was a rain day for the movie, filming was postponed today. Zooey had worked up the courage to ask Margaret over to his hotel room. Not for anything scandalous, but to listen to the radio and watch the rain.
His stomach fluttered with butterflies as he anxiously awaited her arrival. The soft knock came at his door. He stood up wiping his sweaty palms on his pants before crossing the room and opening the door.
Margaret smiled and planted a chaste kiss to his lips. 'First kisses make me nervous' she smirked and walked into his room.