The Virgin Diaries

Chapter Seven

What am I supposed to do? Do I open my mouth? Do I press against him? Where exactly do my hands go? I didn't have time to think through these questions and find an answer. No longer than a second after his lips touched mine, they were gone.

I kid you not. I opened my eyes to see Wesley retreating toward the balcony.

"What was that?" I asked.

"What do you mean?" He turned to face me with a smirk.

"That. I mean, you kissed me."

"Yeah...isn't that what you wanted?"

"Yeah, but I thought..." I thought it'd be...different than how I'd kiss my mother.

"What?" He questioned, his eyes burning holes into me.

Suck it up, Paige. He's not someone to be afraid of. Just say it!

"That was a not a real kiss. I can handle that. Hell, I've kissed my brother like that!" I shrieked. "I'm talking about the kind of kisses that will leave me breathless. The kind that I'll spend hours thinking about, one that will make my knees shake and my world stop! If you can't give me that-" Wesley's lips crashed onto mine.

This kiss was ten times more powerful than the last. Wesley took his time with this kiss, he slowly moved his against mine. I wasn't sure what exactly to do, so I followed him, mimicking his technique and burning it into my memory. Wesley kissed me until I was breathless. I could feel myself slipping, and if it weren't for him, I surely would've fallen.

"I hope that's good for now." Wesley said, almost out of breath as he stepped away from me.

I wanted to say something, but my lungs couldn't take it. I definitely got everything I asked for in that kiss. Wesley didn't do anything that I wasn't prepared for. He didn't take five steps ahead of where I was on the experience scale.

No, he kept it nice, sweet and slow. There wasn't any tongue, or any exchange of saliva. He'd simply opened his mouth while pressing his lips to mine. Huh, I would've thought that there was something more to it. Not that I'm complaining. I loved every minute of it. By the time I finished scrutinizing the kiss in my head, Wesley was gone. There was only the soft scent of his cologne left.

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"Good morning Sav!" I smiled as I met her at our locker. "How are you this fine morning?"

"Fine..." She answered, giving me an odd look. "What did you do to Austin?"

"What do you mean?"

"You're smiling, you must've gotten back at him for the time he-"

"Don't say it!" I interrupted. "I didn't do anything to him. However, I am happy to know that, to you, the only time I can have a big smile on my face is after I've done some unmentionable thing to my brother." I smirked at her. Savannah laughed and shook her head.

"Okay, so if it's not that, what is it?" I frowned. I couldn't tell her that I'd gotten my first real kiss without giving her a name. Of course, if I even mention a certain basketball player, she'd go ballistic.

"Austin said Dad has a surprise for us." I fibbed. It's not really a lie, because I am happy about that.

"Really? Your dad is so cool. He's always doing great things for you guys." She smiled. I felt a bit bad at that point. You see, Sav's parents divorced awhile back, and she never gets to see him anymore. Part of it's because of her mom, and the other part...Sav thinks it's her. I watched as her eyes looked off, and for a micro second, I could see sadness. I'd be devastated if my parents divorced.