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“I think it’s definitely your lucky night,” I say, my cheeks burning. I can’t believe I just said that. I wave the bartender over. “What would you like?”
“A Bloody Mary,” he says, and smiles at me.
Really? People actually drink that? Liz would laugh out loud. Who knows, maybe it’s good. “I’ll have one too,” I tell the bartender.
“Jay,” he says, and gulps down the drink.
“Oh, I know,” I say brazenly. “I mean, nice to meet you. I’m Kristin.”
Crap. Should I have told him my real name? Does it really matter?
“Since it’s my lucky day, maybe we should hit the tables,” he says. His teeth are tinged red.
He does look a little like a vampire. Not that he is. Of course he isn’t.
My heart starts pounding. Can I really do this?
“We could,” I say, and lean in toward him so he can see just a little bit down the top of my shirt. Hello, fearless me. “Or maybe you want to get out of here?”
His eyes light up like candles. “Seriously?” He grins. “Yeah, I’m up for that. Wanna check out my room?”
“Do you have a roommate?” I ask, my heart thumping.
“No. But I have a balcony.”
“Sounds good,” I say, downing the rest of my drink for liquid courage.
He takes my hand. “Come with me.”
Here we go! I did it! Okay, I didn’t do it yet, but I am in the ready position.
We are standing on his balcony. The sky is liquid black and sprinkled with shining stars. The wind blows through my hair and makes my skin tingle. I hold on to the banister and take a deep breath of sea air.
“Nice out here, huh?” he asks.
“It’s amazing.”
He puts his arm around my shoulders. “So,” he says.
“So,” I respond. I turn back toward him. Here it is. My chance. All I have to do is not chicken out.
His face inches closer to me. And closer. I’m breathing his salty smell. I can almost taste him.
And then…we’re kissing.
We’re kissing!
Yay!
He kisses me harder. He runs his fingers through my hair. He lowers his hand to the small of my back and pulls me into him. He stops kissing me only to tell me how beautiful I am, which is so nice. He’s so nice.
Oh my. What am I doing? Can I go through with this?
I don’t know. I feel sick.
I don’t think I can do this.
I can’t do this.
