Drabble: Kisses

Nick Cutter walked in the Permian, his mind revolving around a Rabbie Burns song.

Ae fond kiss, and then we sever;
Ae fareweel, and then for ever!

"Don't go," she had said.

Three kisses they had shared. The first a pretext, the second a sudden impulse followed by embarrassment and the last?

Had we never loved sae kindly,
Had we never loved sae blindly,
Never met - or never parted,
We had ne'er been broken-hearted.

Nick Cutter shrugged off the words and the melody. He'd be seeing her again soon and then, he decided, there would definitely be more kisses.