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“Do you not want to be friends with me anymore?” I said, even though I knew that couldn’t be the case.
“Fuck, no. That doesn’t have anything to do with us being friends. I guess I’m just a little surprised. And not, at the same time.” Huh, that’s what a bunch of people had said to me when I came out to them. That they were shocked, but not. Whatever.
“Does it make you see me differently?” Were we really having this conversation?
She looked deep into her wine glass.
“Do you remember when we played Spin the Bottle?” Uh, okay. Weird thing to think about, but sure. I hadn’t stopped thinking about it since she showed up again. My first girl kiss. The kiss I would compare all the other ones to. The kiss that made my blood zing and my toes curl.
“Yeah,” I said, not sure where she was going with this. She finally looked up at me and she had a strange little smile on her face.
“That was the first time I kissed a girl.” Yeah, I knew. I was there.
“And?” I said.
“And . . . I knew.”
“You knew what?” She could not be getting at what I thought she was getting at. I had to set my wine down so I didn’t drop the glass and ruin the rug.
“Knew that I liked girls.” Well. Shit. I felt like all the air had been sucked out of the blanket fort.
“You like girls,” I said. She nodded.
“Yup.”
“You like girls in a gay way.”
“Yes.”
“You like girls as in you want to kiss them and be with them and date them and marry them.” She started to laugh.
“Yes. I don’t know how many other ways I can say it.”
“Do you like boys too? Or people who are non-binary?” She thought about that for a minute.
“Not boys, for sure. And I could date someone who wasn’t a guy. I think. It would depend on the person? I’m not really sure what that makes me. I usually just go with queer as my label.” You could have knocked me over with a feather. I was stunned.
“You’re queer.”
“Daisy May.” She gave me a look.
“I’m sorry! It’s just . . . what? You’re queer. You like girls and you’ve dated girls?” She nodded.
“Yeah. My last relationship was with a girl. We were living together and we broke up. That’s why I’m back.” Wow. “It . . . it didn’t end well.” She sniffed and I realized she had started to cry.
I leaned forward, but she put her hand up to stop me.
“It’s fine. I’m fine. Just still get a little emotional about it every now and then. I thought she was the one and it turned out she wasn’t. Anyway.” She wiped her eyes and drained the rest of her wine glass.
“Holy shit,” I said. “So that kiss was . . . for both of us.” What did that mean?
She sniffed again and the way she looked at me . . . I licked my lips, took the wine bottle and poured the rest of it into my glass and then hers until the bottle was empty. Then I took it and spun it around. As if the wine gods were with us, it landed right on Molly. Somehow. I had hoped for that to happen on the first try, but I would have spun that damn bottle as many times as it took for things to work out.
I looked up at her and a slow smile started to bloom on her face. I leaned forward on my hands and brought our faces close together. I wanted to give her enough time to back out, if this wasn’t what she wanted.
Forget about the past. Forget about everything. We were just a girl and another girl who wanted to kiss each other. Nothing more complicated than that. It was just a kiss.
I exhaled and her lips trembled just a little before I pressed myself fully forward and met her lips with mine. She was soft and hesitant, but within a few breaths, she kissed me back. I tasted the wine on her tongue and under that was just . . . her. We hadn’t used tongues back in the day, but were making plenty of use of them now. I stroked the inside of her mouth and pulled myself closer. My hands dove into her hair and her fingers dug into my sides. I took a shuddering breath and opened my eyes.
