“Yeah, definitely. This happened a lot faster than I thought it would.”
“Really?”
“I mean, no, not really.”
He smiles. It’s so cute I just have to kiss him.
I watch as he undoes his belt, then pulls his pants down. I do the same with mine. He’s wearing red-and-black-striped boxer briefs. I’m in plain gray. I readjust them.
Now we’re both in our underwear, but that’s it.
I glance at the bed, then back at him.
This might be a bad idea.
But since when have I cared about that?
“Do you want to?” he asks. His voice is kind of froggy. “Maybe we shouldn’t.”
“Why not?”
“I just want this to be special. Is it, for you?”
“Hey, dude, look at me. This issospecial. This is, like, perfect.”
“You promise you’re telling the truth?”
“I promise.”
“Good. Because this is a big deal for me, too.”
From the way he sounds, I guess he’s a virgin, too. How has he not done it? Surely he’s had the chance.
“So you’ve never…?” I ask.
“No, I’ve hooked up a few times, but nothing like this. Have you?”
“Nope. Is that a problem?”
“Not at all.”
“Good. Um, sorry to bring this up, but I want to use protection, just in case. Is that okay?”
“Yeah, me too.”
He moves closer.
“Are we really going to do this?” I ask. “Right now?”
“I think so.”
He smiles at me, and I smile back.
Then he pushes me onto the bed.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
I wake up and am hit with an intense feeling.