This was the kiss we didn’t have when I picked him up at the airport and the kiss we didn’t have when we stopped for lunch, over which the air became suddenly electric. Lunch lasted for hours. By the end, we were both so addled that we got lost on the way to his hotel. This was the kiss we didn’t have when he handed me a key to his room and I looked at him, befuddled, and asked, “What’s this for?”