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“No.”
I step away from his rejection of me. “I’m a freak. All the other girls are having sex, and I’m so inexperienced it’s laughable.”
He runs a hand down his face. “I’ve seen the guys at your school, be thankful they aren’t kissing you.”
“It doesn't matter anyway. Most of them are too afraid to even try because of who my father is. I’m going to die an unkissed virgin.”
“Good.” He shakes his head. “Why are you even asking this? Is this something you want?”
I chew on my bottom lip. I can’t voice what I really want, because that would be too embarrassing. “Yes.”
Xavier steps closer, tilting his head closer to me, his raven-colored hair inviting me to run my fingers through it.
“Rhi,” he whispers, his lips nearly touching mine.
“Yes?”
“You sure?”
“Yes.”
He presses his lips to mine. And it is...un-be-lievable. I let him lead me in this kiss. This explosion of want.
His hand plunges into my hair, thumbing through each strand. On a groan, he moves his body closer, wrapping his arm around my lower back, melding us together.
I cling to his shirt, fisting it in my needy hands.
The kiss deepens, his tongue finding mine, and everything changes. Everything. This kiss, with its rapid pants and hungry moans, strips away the last of the girlish layers, leaving a woman in its place. Nothing could have prepared me for the reality of his lips on mine. There is no coming back from this kiss. No wonder kissing leads to sex. A want, so intense it threatens to consume me, settles in my core.
When I trail my hand up his chest, across his pounding heart, he tears his lips from mine. No matter what else happens in my life, I'll never forget this moment, his labored breath and hooded eyes.
He runs a hand through his hair. “Lesson learned?”
I step closer as he steps back a little. “Yes, but why did you stop?” I rush the words out.
He avoids my eyes. “I think I gave you enough practice for Ian.”
“What? I won’t be kissing Ian,” I can barely get out.
“Oh, come on. You know your dad will have you married off to him before you're even eighteen.”
“That's not true.”
“Don't be so naive, Rhiannon. Maybe if I go to work for your father, I'll be good enough in his eyes to even sit at the same table.”
“Don't even joke about that.” He raises a brow, and oh my god, is he serious? “Would you?”
“Does it matter?”
The high of my first kiss plummets into my first taste of disappointment. True disappointment. I never expected him to be the one to serve it to me.
Hopes and dreams dim into a dark reality I can’t be a part of. “Please leave. I don’t want to see you right now.”
Deaf to his pleas, I slam the door shut.
I rip the prom dress, bought with tainted money, off me and throw it in the trash can. After a long scalding shower, trying desperately to wash away the contamination that is imprinted on my skin, I change into my night clothes.
When I emerge back in the room, Xavier is gone.
