The Meyers' Estate

Chapter 13

Alex and I haven't talked about the kiss yet.

Brittany and I sure have though.

We talked about Danny and I too.

Let's just say we're both very conflicted.

2 days ago:

"So he kissed you?!" Brittany squealed

"Well um yeah, but there's something else."

"What else is there?!"

"Someone else kissed me too." The image on the computer stayed so still I thought it had frozen, and then she exploded.

"What?!?!?! Who?! When?! Where?! Why?! But the most important question, how?!?!"

"Well he kissed me. He, as in Alex, one of the boys that live here. When, yesterday. Where? In his room. Why? I have absolutely no clue. How? Well you're going to have to be more specific."

"How as in like, a slow kiss? A passionate kiss? What did it feel like?! Which was better- Danny or Alex's?"

"It was just a kiss I guess."

"Abby you're impossible."

"What? Why?" Sometimes I did not understand this girl at all.

"What did it feel like?"

"I can't put it into words."

She sighed and then thought for awhile. "Well who's was better?"

"Just based on one kiss?"

"Yes." Which one was better? That was a hard question. I think it's better worded as which felt more right?

"Danny's."

"Really?"

"Yeah, it kind of felt more personal, I guess. With Alex it was more a spur of the moment type deal."

"Have you talked to either one of them?"

"Well I've talked to both of them, just not about the kisses. Danny knew it wouldn't work, so there's really not much to talk about. Alex though, I have no idea what's going on."

"Well what happened after you guys kissed?"

"He looked really happy about it. We talked a little, he said I was a great kisser and-"

"He said you were a great kisser?!"

"Yes! But-"

"That's so awesome!"

"I know right? But like I was saying after we talked for a little while it seemed kind of like he got really scared."

"Scared? Why?"

"I don't know, he just told me to not tell anyone we kissed, especially his brothers and Isaac."

"Oh. Well okay then, that is a little weird."

The Present:

There was a knock on my door and I saw Jeremiah come in.

"Hey sweet thang." He smirked at me from the doorway where his elbow was resting.

"Have you been recently watching The Sweet Life of Zach and Cody?"

"What's that?"

"Oh you poor deprived child."

"Honey, I'm not deprived. I live in a mansion, and I want you to be my queen." He came into the room and sat on the bed, way too close to me.