Tens of kisses. Hundreds of kisses. Thousands of kisses. Lining the drugstore aisles. Calling to me.

 

Yes, I cried. I will not deny you.

 

I  bought a bag of Hershey’s kisses in holiday colors. Fifty percent off, after-Christmas sale!Perfect for the New Year’s Day party that Iggy and I planned. I wouldn’t open them until then.

 

I put them on the dining room table, so they wouldn’t taunt me by catching my eye in the kitchen.

 

I fell quickly, pulling open a corner to taste "just one." I stripped it slowly, tugging on the Hershey’s paper to break the foil seal. Flattening the wrapper before I licked the almost-conical chocolate blob. Then excising the skinny tip with my foreteeth.

 

Taking tiny bites, I told myself, would make one kiss so satisfying it would last for hours. Ten minutes later, I’d stacked a dozen foil wrappers and wanted more.