Page 261 of The First Time
It gets to be a routine. Blake announces me. The guy says something about how I'm too beautiful for Blake. I laugh. Clutch Blake's arm. Insist he's the only one for me.
He holds me tighter.
His voice gets lower.
Like he really is jealous.
Like he can't stand other guys looking at me.
A woman in her mid-twenties cuts in. "Blake."
He remains steel. "This is my sister, Fiona."
She nods hello. Presses her dark hair behind her ears. "Kat, isn't it?"
I nod. "It's nice to meet you."
She nods as she shakes. "Yes… it's… interesting." Her voice trails off. She doesn't believe our story, but she doesn't dwell on it. She turns to her brother. "Mom wants to meet your girlfriend. She said something about how she hopes you finally care about more than getting between a woman's legs."
His mom said that?
That's weird…
Or maybe that's Fiona talking. There's something about her posture. She's on edge. Jealous? Or doubtful? It's hard to say.
Either way, I need to sell this.
I hold Blake tighter. "It's funny. Our relationship started out purely sexual. It was… mind-blowing. I'll spare you the details. But Blake is so sweet." I turn to him. Stare into his eyes. Cultivate every ounce of affection in the world. "I couldn't help myself. I fell head over heels."
He runs his fingertips over my chin. "Kat…" His voice is soft. Sweet. Pure affection.
Pure love.
He leans closer.
Closer.
His lips brush mine.
He kisses me like he's madly in love with me.
My stomach flutters. My knees knock together. My entire body is light. I believe it. I believe every drop of it.
I rise to my tiptoes.
I slide my arm around his neck.
He presses his palm into my lower back to pull me closer.
I kiss back harder. Pretend or not, his lips are perfect against mine.
Fiona scoffs. "Get a room."
Blake pulls back. He throws his sister afuck youglance. "Where's Trey?"
She plays with her wedding ring. "A conference."
There's a sadness in her expression.
