He put a hand out as if to say, “STOP RIGHT THERE!”
He bent down, straightened my belt buckle, which was about two inches off center, and kissed me on the cheek. And it wasn’t one of those loving little pecks; it was a full three second lip to cheek contact kiss that left a bit of old-man, lip juice behind.
That was it! He didn’t say good morning or how was your trip or anything. He just straightened my belt and kissed me, before continuing up the stairs. I was so stunned by his action that I continued to watch, as he climbed to the top of the steps and headed down the hallway toward his study.