We sat on different sides of the room just talking to each other.
Then suddenly he jumped up and sat down next to me on my bed.
Our eyes met.
'Oh gosh please! He won't try to kiss me now, right?!'
His smirk told everything.
'Damn!'
He leaned in, probably for a kiss, but Oh baby, you forgot something!
"What do you think you're doing?" I asked with a (hopefully) confused look on my face.
He burst out laughing.
"Kissing you?" he answered grabbing me by my waist and rolling me into his arms.
I definitely never felt so secure before.
'He's driving me crazy!'
"Or will you refuse to kiss me?" he whispered in my ear, raising an eyebrow, still with a big smile on his face.
"I have to think about this." I said, not really convincing anybody.
"We ain't got time for that."
I could hear his voice breaking.
"This is insane." I whispered.
"And that's why I love you" he replied while spreading a bunch of small kisses on my neck.
The words alone gave me the feeling of thousands of butterflies in my whole body. Not to mention the kisses...
"If you insist..."
"I do." he cut me off.
"Fine." I gave in.
"But this will be my first kiss..."
My voice was shaking. He looked at me as if I was crazy.
"As if this would bother me at all!"
He let me down on the mattress and got comfortable laying next to me.
I was unbelievably nervous but when I looked into his dark green eyes it made me relax, at least a little bit.
Then he put his hand on my cheek and let his thumb travel all the way down to my throat.
I swallowed.
'What the hell am I doing?!'
Slowly he reached down to my mouth.
It was one of the best moments of my life. My first kiss. I always like to remember it.
