Just A Kiss

Addiction

On Monday afternoon, when I got home from school, I was greeted by Sarah in the living room.

"Did you remind Tyler that he's coming over for dinner today?" Sarah asked me.

"Yes." I replied as I turned and walked upstairs to my room. When I got upstairs, I quickly got all my homework done.

When I was finished, I took a quick shower to get ready for dinner. Today was the day I was dreading because Tyler was coming over for dinner. I was really hoping for my father to forget, but that hope went down the drain when he told me this morning that I should invite Tyler over for dinner today.

At about six o' clock, I was dressed and ready for dinner. Tyler was right on time as well as I heard the doorbell sounded downstairs. Sarah was in the kitchen getting dinner finished, and Dad was in his room, so I walked downstairs quickly to get the door.

When I opened the door, Tyler was leaning on the doorframe on the other side. "Hey, come on in." I said. Tyler stepped inside the house, and I closed the door behind him.

Sarah came out of the kitchen when Tyler stood in the living room. She smiled and extended her hand, walking over to Tyler. "Hi Tyler. It's nice to finally meet you officially."

Tyler shook her hand politely. "Thanks, and you the same."

"Great. Come on in to the dining room. Dinner is ready."

Just then, I saw my father coming down the stairs. As he reached the bottom, he looked at Tyler keenly. "Hello. You must be Tyler, the boy who is dating my daughter."

"Yes, Mr. Samuels. That's me." Tyler said, confidently outstretching his hand.

My father looked at him for a while before giving a short nod. He shook his hand and said, "You seem like a good young man. Your mother is a wonderful woman, so I hope I'm not wrong."

"No, sir." Tyler replied.

We all went into the dining room and sat down to eat. Sarah brought the food to the table before sitting down as well.

As everyone got food on their plate, Sarah spoke up. "How's your mother Tyler?"

"She's doing great." Tyler responded.

"That's good. Say hello to her for me." Sarah said.

"Okay, I will." After that, everyone began to eat.

Dinner actually went better than I expected. All throughout dinner, Dad and Sarah held a conversation with Tyler, and he kept up the conversation with ease and comfort. He didn't really have to try too hard. Dad didn't even discuss or indulged into our relationship too much. I was glad about that. Knowing my father, he was in his observation mode. He wanted to see what kind of guy Tyler was, which was why he was asking a lot of questions.

I began to relax and enter the conversation now and then. However, I would sometimes shoot Tyler a look whenever he brought up topics of us that made me feel uncomfortable and squirm in my seat. To be honest, he was really good. He acted like the perfect boyfriend and pulled it off with my parents. What he said wasn't that big of a deal, but the fact that I felt guilty lying to my parents made me feel uncomfortable.

I suddenly felt Tyler rest his hand on my thigh under the table. I jumped a little in shock and took in a sharp breath. I let out a short laugh, pretending to be amused by what was being said to prevent my parents from noticing my reaction. After noticing that they were distracted by the current conversation, I turned to face Tyler, glaring at him. He just looked at me with wide innocent eyes, and then he winked at me. I continued to glare at him, and he turned away to continue talking.

Fifteen minutes after dinner ended, Tyler stood up. "Thanks, Mr and Mrs. Samuels for inviting me to dinner." He then faced Sarah. "Dinner was great." He complimented.

"Thank you, dear. It was our pleasure. You are invited over anytime." Sarah replied with a genuine smile.

"And please take care of my little girl. She's all I have." Dad added pointedly.

"I will." Tyler said. He then turned to me with a smile and his hand extended. "Come on, Emily."

I put on my best smile and stood up as well. I took Tyler's hand, and we left the kitchen together. Before leaving the kitchen, I caught my parents staring at us. Sarah had a big smile on her face. I knew how this must look to them; a loving couple leaving the kitchen hand in hand. What they didn't know was that it was anything but that.

We left the house and continued to walk until we stood in my front yard. Tyler rubbed the back of my hand, and that was when I realized that he was still holding my hand. To be honest, it was such a nice and comforting feeling that I didn't realize earlier. I felt my cheeks redden a little at my thoughts.

"You can let go of my hand now." I said, trying to play it cool. "Nobody can see us from here."

Tyler looked down at our joined hands as if he didn't realize either, and finally, he pulled his hand away. Strangely, my hand felt cold and weird after he let go of it. As if my hand was used to Tyler holding it, and now it was left exposed.

"Why did you do that, Tyler?" I ask him, referring to what he did in the dining room.

Tyler grinned. "Because I saw that you needed to relax a little."

"And you thought that would make me relax?" I inquired, then added quickly. "You know what? Don't answer that."

Tyler just laughed, and I hit him on the shoulder lightly. After Tyler stopped laughing, I said, "Thanks for coming over."

"No problem." Tyler replied. He then bent his head and kissed me. The kiss took me by surprise, but not for long as I found myself kissing him back.

Tyler ended the kiss and looked at me with a sly grin. I raise my eyebrow at him. "That was in case your parents were watching us."

I laughed to clear my head from the giddy feeling that Tyler's kiss created. "That makes sense."

Tyler chuckled. "See you tomorrow." I waved at him as he walked away.

As I walked back to my house, my mind was filled with thoughts. I think that I was getting addicted to Tyler's kisses. I don't know why, but every time he kissed me, my heart started beating fast, and I didn't want him to stop. All I could think about just now was pulling him closer and deepening the kiss.

I shook my head to bring me back to my senses. What is wrong with me? I can't be thinking like this. It's just a kiss. It shouldn't mean anything. Also, Tyler is not the type of guy to be thinking like that about. I will not go through that again.

With this renowned conviction in mind, I continued my journey to the front door.

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