Page 29 of My Twin Sister's Ex

“You mean the kissing scene?”

“Yep. I think it’s time we practice that part too.”

“Okay.” Bennett nodded.

Suddenly, I felt nervous. What if he didn’t like kissing me? There was so much more at stake now than there was before. Because now I liked Bennett, and what if he didn’t feel the same way? What if it was just a stage kiss to him? I’d have to keep kissing him, knowing that it was nothing special to him. That was assuming that I’d be able to figure that out. What if I couldn’t tell, and it drove me nuts not knowing?

Was Bennett as nervous as I was? I snuck a peek over at him. He did seem a little pale. But that could be because he needed to get out in the sunshine more.

We took a seat at the table and spread our papers out in front of us. “We should probably stand up,” I said. “Let’s act it out like we did in class.” Except this time, we were adding the kissing part in.

“Are we doing the kisses this time?”

“Yes. We’re going to act it out like we’re on the stage.”

He swallowed. “Okay.”

He did look a little nervous. Was that a good thing or a bad thing? It was normal to be nervous before you kissed someone you’d never kissed before, even if it was just for a scene.

We stood face to face and started our scene. He spun me around in the grass, and I ended up facing him in his arms. “Let’s put our foreheads together like this.” I put my forehead to his, to show him what I meant. “Now say your next lines.”

He did as I asked.

“See? Isn’t that much more romantic?”

“Yes.” His voice was low and husky when he said it.

I could feel his breath against my cheek. I said my next line, and I knew what was coming next. It was time for our kiss.

He leaned forward slowly and gently pressed his lips to mine. Fireworks exploded in my mind. I knew we were supposed to be acting, but nothing had ever felt more real to me. I looped my arms around his neck and buried my hands in his dark, curly hair. I pressed my torso into his, needing to feel more of him against me. He was an excellent kisser, and I didn’t want him to stop.

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