Your first time can be awkward. Your first time can be sweet. The first time can be special. There's something so wonderful and lovely about those "firsts." Today Sheena Binkley explores a "first."
It's another fabulous 20 Days of Romance. Mrs. Sheena Binkley is here to celebrate the month of love with an excerpt from The Love Chronicles.
I helplessly watched Andie leave. I was trying to decide if I would follow her when LaToya cleared her throat. I looked up and saw she had her hands on her hips with a slight attitude.
“May I help you with something?” I asked.
“I just wanted to say hi. I was here for a class project and saw you and Andie. You sure nothing is going on between you two?”
“I’m also here for a project. If you don't mind, I need to check on Andie.”
“I’m sure she’s okay,” she tried to assure me while grabbing my arm, but I shrugged away from her.
“Listen, we already talked about this. I said I don't want to be in a relationship right now. Can't we just let things be?”
“You’re lying about not wanting a relationship. You just want it to be with Andie.”
“Like I said, I need to finish my project. This conversation is over,” I told her.
I went back inside to look for Andie, but she was nowhere to be found. I went outside and saw that her car was gone. I leaned against mine, not sure what to think about everything. We'd just had a huge moment and now, neither one of us knows how to handle it.
I went home and saw her car parked at hers. I was heading to the door, thinking she might answer it, but I decided not to. Instead, I did something I hadn't done since I was nine-years-old: climb through the window.
I made sure no one was looking, then I went to the tree near her window and started climbing. I almost slipped, but I finally made it and looked inside. Sure enough, she was in there on her computer. I tapped on the window, and she quickly turned to see what the noise was. She looked surprised as I motioned for her to open it.
She came over, pulled it up, and tried to help me inside, and I almost fell onto the floor.
“What are you doing?! You could have killed yourself,” she scolded.
“I've done this before, Andie; it’s no big deal.”
“You only did it once, and it looks like you were struggling.”
I smirked and sat on her bed. She was walking back to her desk when I gently grabbed her hand so she can sit with me. I continued holding her hand so she would look at me.
“What are you doing, Dexter?” she asked shyly.
“We need to talk about what just happened.”
“Why? I mean, nothing happened.”
“Something could have though. Andie, I think something is between us that we haven’t fully come to terms with.”
“Andie, stop. That’s why we’re always at each other’s throats: There are feelings there we never wanted to admit.”
“Dexter, I don't think you’re right. I think we’re just reliving some of the things we went through while we were kids. We’ve grown up, and although it’s great that we’re even speaking again, I don't think there’s anything else.”
I held her hand even tighter and leaned closer. “Do you really believe that, or are you trying to convince yourself that nothing is going on?”
"Please, Dexter; don’t do this.”
“Do what, Andie? Admit something's there? Honestly, I think I’ve always had feelings for you, but you were so focused on school and your future that I just let things be.”
“Dexter, there’s not much to say.”
“Stop, Andie! For once, stop trying to hide your feelings and talk to me.”
“I don't know what to think, Dexter. One minute, we’re cool; and the next we’re arguing.”
“You know why, Andie and I want to prove it to you. Let me kiss you.”
“What?? Are you nuts, Dexter?!” she shrieked.
“It’s just a kiss, Andie.”
“Sure, to you it is.”
I tilted my head and nodded. “Wow.”
“Why are you saying wow?”
“You’ve never been kissed.”
“I have been, plenty of times,” she said, trying to stand up, but I gently sat her back down.
“Who?” I asked again.
“I don't need to tell you who. That’s none of your business.”
I laughed. “Are you kidding me? If I remember correctly, he has a retainer and reeks of onions.”
“He’s a nice guy, okay?”
“You let him kiss you?”
“It was in 10th grade near the stairwell. It caught me off guard, but it still counts.”
“And no one else after that?”
“I haven’t exactly been searching.”
I smiled and moved closer to her. “I think we need to change that, don’t you?”
“I’m fine with the choices I've made.”
“Are you really? Let’s just erase that moment with him and start fresh with me.”
“So I’m a charity case now?”
“No, I just want you to have a better experience; that’s all.”
“Which is not necessary.”
I pulled her to me and smiled. “Just one, okay? That way, we’ll know if something is there or not. If there’s no chemistry in the kiss, then there are no feelings between us, right?”
She sighed. “I guess you’re right.”
“Okay then, are you ready?”
She stared at me and took a deep breath. “This is not a test we’re preparing for, Dexter; it’s just a kiss.”
I smiled. “Okay.”
I licked my lips, becoming a little nervous. I could tell Andie was, too, when she tried to lean forward, but instead, bumped my forehead with hers. We groaned and held our heads, letting the pain subside.
“Sorry,” she muttered.
“It’s okay. Let’s try again.”
She slowly swallowed as I gently grabbed her waist and brought her to me. I leaned in, grabbing the back of her head, looking into her eyes. She took a deep breath right before my lips touched hers. Once we kissed, I felt something move through me. I don't know what it was, but it was something I've never experienced before. Was it an electric shock? Or was it something entirely different?
My fingers ran through her hair as she brought her hand to the back of my head, pulling me closer to her. For someone who's never kissed anyone, she's definitely a good kisser, giving me thoughts any typical teenage boy would have.
We continued kissing until she slowly pulled away from me; I didn’t want it to end. She smiled slightly before getting up.
“Wow, okay, that was different,” she said.
“It definitely was. So, how do you feel?”
She nodded and ran a hand through her hair. “I feel fine. It was just a kiss, right?”
“Why are you shaking?”
“I’m not shaking,” she lied.
I went over and put my arms around her. She looked up with nervous glance, while I held her against me. “You don’t have to pretend with me, Andie. That kiss shook you up. Just like it did to me.”
“I don’t know what more to say, Dexter.”
I knew she was probably overwhelmed, so I gave her a quick hug and let her go. She took a deep breath.
“I’ll leave you alone, if that’ll help,” I suggested.
She nodded. “Maybe you should.”
“Okay, but if you need anything –”
“I’ll be fine, Dexter. I’ll see you later, okay?”
I turned around to go out the same way I came in. Before I left, I turned around to look at her one more time. She smiled as I went to the window. I climbed down the tree, hoping things didn't become even more complicated.
Sheena Binkley first discovered her love for storytelling when writing her first story for a class project at the tender age of nine. Since then, she has composed several short stories and numerous tales that are not only engaging, but simply entertaining. She is also a freelance writer, penning articles on various topics including education and entertainment.
In November of 2014, she signed her first publishing deal with Write House Publishing under "Tiece Presents". Her first series, Something Just Ain't Right, was released in January.
In April 2016, Sheena launched her own publishing company which focus strictly on romance books. Besides writing, she loves reading, shopping, and spending time with family and friends. She lives in Houston (where the weather is always unpredictable) with her husband and son.
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