Foreign Love

Starting Anew

Riccardo's lips pressed softly against mine and slowly and smoothly moved in against it, I stood immobile, not kissing him back, letting his skilled lips do all the work. My heart was somersaulting around in my chest as he gently kissed me.

I slowly started moving my lips in sync with his, I noticed Riccardo pull me closer to him and I placed my hands around his neck, my fingers twirling around the little hair that sat at the nape. The kiss started getting more passionate, as Riccardo's hands left my face and was placed around my waist while I ran my hands through his damp and tousled hair.

The world around me seemed to evaporate as I kissed him, all I could see, feel, smell and hear was Riccardo and I wouldn't change anything. My lips seemed to fit perfectly against his when my lips parted and Riccardo took advantage, fully possessing my mouth.

Riccardo smelt so good, his unique scent taking over my senses, I couldn't think straight, all I could think was of how perfect this moment was. The kiss was getting urgent and faster, I was glad I was sitting or I was sure to fall weak on my knees.

"Oh, I...I'm sorry..." I heard a hoarse voice say after clearing his voice.

Riccardo and I both pulled away, Riccardo more reluctant than me. Before completely pulling away he placed one last soft peck on my lips before turning around to see who our disturber was, I could see the annoyed expression he tried to hide. I felt the blood rush to my cheeks, burning it. I swear I don't think I've ever blushed so brightly in my life.

"I didn't know you were in here, sorry, I'll just get going." James hesitated.

I slowly got off the counter and with my face still red, I lowly mumbled, "Um, no don't worry, James, I'm off to bed anyway. Goodnight."

Without waiting for any reply I quickly rushed out of the kitchen, I took fast steps up the stairs and made my way to the room I woke up in this morning. I hurriedly changed into my pyjamas and got into bed; I closed my eyes and rested my head on the headboard thinking over about the days happenings. Somehow the part of me falling in the garden and hurting my head was like a blank spot in my head, I know I definitely did fall and well passed out for a few minutes but the details were blurry in my head.

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair before tying it up in a messy bun, after tying my hair my eyes met the bracelet that sat on my wrist. I brushed my fingers over the pretty colourful gems and smiled as the picture of Riccardo clasping it around my wrist flashed at the back of my mind thereafter the heated kiss scene. I found myself blushing again, what was wrong with me, just a little over a week ago I hated the mere sight of Riccardo, now here I was smiling and blushing after practically making out with him on the kitchen counter. I just also realized this was my first proper kiss with Riccardo, well one that I consented to, the other time it happened was a heat of the moment thing in the gym locker rooms, that kiss was cut short when Riccardo practically chased me away. All of the past incidents seemed like a long time ago, that Riccardo and the one I just had a moment with downstairs seemed like two different people.

I somehow couldn't smear off the smile planted on my face, I felt strange on the inside, I felt all warm and fuzzy, as cheesy as that sounds, that's exactly how I felt. This feeling was new

and foreign, but I liked this feeling, I really liked it.

My thoughts were interrupted by the buzzing of my phone; I frowned wondering who could be calling me at this hour. That thought was erased and my frown replaced with a huge grin as Paige's name popped up on my screen.

"Paige!" I exclaimed with excitement coating my voice.

"Oh Paige, do you have any idea how I wish you were here with me right now? Gosh I miss you guys so much!"