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"I don't understand," Quaid hushes, his confusion resembling my own.
"And because you don't, because none of you do, I have to be a roadblock for now. The only thing I can urge you all to do is take your time. Only fools rush into something when they have no clue what the consequences will be. Give Val time to understand her feelings, and enough time for you all to understand yours, too. What you all have is something that most people won’t understand, but as long as you do, then that’s okay. Give your love time. Don’t rush it, because one faulty step might ruin all that you four have.”
"I'll never push Val into doing something she doesn't want to," Quaid promises earnestly, gaining yet again one of my father’s long exhales.
"I wish I could believe that, but I fear sooner or later, one of you will force my daughter into a corner, and I'm not sure any of you are prepared for what that action means."
I feel my brows crease in the middle of my forehead with my father’s warning lingering in the air. Silently, I walk back into my room, my mind and soul conflicted with his ominous caution. As I step further into my bedroom, I notice Carter is at his window waiting for me. He raises his phone indicating I pick up mine. Luckily, Dad hadn’t confiscated it, but who knows if he’ll change his mind.
"You okay?" Carter asks.
"I'm grounded for the first time in my life, so I'm not sure."
"Your dad will get over it. Don't worry," he replies nonchalantly, and I’m not sure why, but the way he brushes aside my dad’s disapproval irks me the wrong way.
"You could have said something. Maybe even apologized," I snap revealing I’m not one bit pleased he can so easily discard my dad’s feelings.
"For what? Kissing you? I'll never apologize for that."
I stare at him and see conviction in his dark eyes.
"He's not wrong, you know? We're still kids."
"You and I wereneverkids, Valentina, and your dad knows it,” he quips back unapologetically. “But whatever. We were only kissing. Not fucking."
My cheeks flush instantly. The way Carter says the word so effortlessly means he's totally comfortable with the idea. I'm not though. Dad was right on that account. I might be curious, but I know innocent kisses are as far as I’m willing to go. For now at least.
"You're thinking too hard,” Carter coos on the line, bringing my attention back to him. “We were just messing around. I didn't dishonor you in any way."
I lower my head and maul at my lower lip nervously, thinking if that’s what we were just doing.
"Look at me, Valentina. We did nothing wrong."
"Then how come I feel like we were about to? Don't you feel just a little bit guilty?"
"No," he deadpans.
"Well, I do."
"Why?"
"I'm not sure if it’s fair to Logan and Quaid," I admit, the nagging feeling of guilt finally revealing its cause.
"What do they have to do with it?" Carter clips back aloof.
Is he kidding?! They have everything to do with it.
"You kissed me, and I kissed you back. That's what people do when they feel the way we feel for each other. Our age shouldn't be a factor," he adds when I’ve grown silent.
"I don't want to do something that I'm not ready for."
Even though our two bedroom windows are only a few feet away from each other, the distance feels as if it’s growing bigger by the second with his silence.
"Fine, Valentina,” he finally utters with a shrug. “I waited two years for you to kiss me again, so I can wait another two." He smirks.
"You're really that confident, aren't you?"
"Yes, I am."
