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Fifteen
DELILAH
Liam was standing between the couches, his arms at his sides. For the first time I noticed how amazing he looked in his tight, sleeveless T-shirt. It clung to his body, accentuating every ridge and muscle. It even stayed tight around his taut, flat stomach, all the way down to his loose-fitting mesh shorts.
“W—What?” I floundered.
“Show us what the kiss was like,” he repeated flatly. “And we’ll tell you whether or not you’re getting a second date.”
I swallowed hard. Was heserious?
“You mean—”
“I want you to kiss me,” he said. “Exactly the way you kissed your date goodnight. Don’t change anything. Do it exactly the same.”
I somehow took a step in his direction, without even realizing it. It was like my legs had viciously betrayed me.
“I can’t kiss you,” I protested.
“Why not?”
“Because… well… justbecause!”
“Don’t think of it as akisskiss,” Liam smirked, “because it’s not. “Think of it as an experiment. And an experiment doesn’t count.”
I cocked my head in disbelief. “So we’d be doing this for science?” I asked skeptically.
“Sure.”
Our bodies were even nearer now, thanks to my feet. I marveled at how much taller than me he was, especially this close together.
“You’re serious?”
“Dead serious.”
It didn’t make sense, what he was proposing. Plus it was late. And on top of that—
“Fine,” I sighed, not even sure how the word escaped my lips. “You’ll need to come down to my level, though.”
He bent at the knees, and all of a sudden we were face to face. I thought he’d be sleepy, his eyes half-lidded. Instead he was wide awake, his blue-green eyes boring hungrily into mine.
Oh shit.
I hadn’t actually thought this through. Still, I decided to give him exactly what he wanted.
“Alright,” I purred. “I kissed him likethis.”
Our noses brushed past each other, and I felt a tingle as my body tensed up. Covering his mouth with mine, I rolled my lips softly and deliberately against his. I did it once, twice, then an even slower third time, before finally pulling away.
When I did, our eyes were still locked. My breath still hadn’t come back yet, as I struggled to regain my composure.
“Wow,” he said, echoing my sentiment for about half a second. And then: “That was weak.”
My stomach dropped. My eyebrows knitted together.
“Weak!?”
“Yeah.”
