Dauntless Born

13. One Hell Of A First One

This is Tris' Pov of their first kiss :)

Tris

I stared back into his deep blue eyes; the tension between us intensifying. For a fleeting moment, it felt like he might lean in to kiss me. I really hoped he would.

I slowly take in his features, my eyes moving from his dark brown hair to his perfectly sculpted jawline. Four was undeniably handsome. I remember that night at The Shack when we bumped into each other, and he told me to "watch out." Somehow, he always left me feeling so confused—one minute he was looking out for me, and the next, he was trying to tell me what to do. I couldn't decide whether I liked him or hated him. The thought of kissing him sent a flutter of nerves through me, and my heart began racing.

Did it stop me?

Not even for a second.

I make the choice for both of us and press my lips against his in a swift motion. He responds almost instantly, kissing me back intensely, and I wrap my arm around his neck. My fingers glide along the back of his neck, savoring the warmth and the texture of his rough skin. His hands snake around my waist, pulling me in as the kiss deepens. Every movement sparks a rush of heat between us. 

His hands grip my waist tightly, and suddenly I feel breathless. He effortlessly lifts me by my thighs, pulling me up and securing me against him as I wrap my legs around his waist. The warmth of his body against mine sends a wave of exhilaration through me, every touch igniting a spark that travels from my core to my fingertips. For a brief moment, I worry that someone might see us, but the thought quickly fades as I realize I couldn't care less.

And then, just like that, he halts and swiftly places me back on my feet. I instantly miss the warmth of his lips against mine.

I'd never kissed anybody before, but that was one hell of a first one.

"I'm sorry," I say. "I'm not sure what came over me." A sudden wave of embarrassment rushes over me when I wonder if he had even wanted to kiss me in the first place. 

He shakes his head, a look of frustration in his eyes. "Tris..." he trails off, glancing away for a moment before adding, "You know I would have if you hadn't." I couldn't help the small smile that spread across my lips at his words.

But then his expression shifts, and he continues, "I stopped because this feels wrong. You're Zeke's little sister, and you're still so young."

My smile fades, replaced by disbelief. Here he was, infuriating me yet again. Why does my age have to matter? 

"Oh, so I'm just too young for your liking?" I scoff, my voice laced with irritation. I could feel the frustration bubbling up inside me. I'd had enough of his back-and-forth mixed signals that leave me questioning everything. With a huff, I turn on my heel and march away from him, my heart racing as the anger and disappointment fill my body.

I can already feel tears stinging at the corners of my eyes, threatening to spill over. I refuse to let him see how much he's gotten to me. 

Just as I think I've put enough distance between us, I feel his strong arm snake around my torso again, pulling me back to him.

His touch sends a jolt through me, my heart pounding louder in my chest. He holds my small frame tightly against his, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't love the way it felt. The warmth of his body against mine is intoxicating, and it almost makes me completely forget how angry I was with him just moments ago. But I'm still torn between the feeling of wanting him and the feeling of being rejected by him. I struggle to make sense of my thoughts, and I can't decide whether I want to push him away or stay right where I am.

Then he leans in, his breath warm against my ear. "Trust me," he murmurs in a husky voice, "It's taking everything in me to stop this." I try to keep my composure, but my fingers betray me, trembling slightly. Damnit. 

Every time he touches me, my body betrays me, melting into his hold despite my frustration. I nod my head in agreement. A loose strand of hair falls across my cheek, and he gently brushes it away, his touch surprisingly tender.

But just as quickly as it had started, he pulls away, leaving me standing there in a daze. 

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