Page 49 of Break My Heart
I nod, my hand going to my chest as my cough settles. ‘Did you just say you had a crush on me?’
‘Yeah,’ he casually says, as if I should already know this. ‘I thought you were cute with your freckles and your messy hair.’
‘It wasn’t messy.’
‘It was.’ He laughs. ‘It was always blowing around your face, getting in your mouth, getting tangled.’
I huff. ‘Yeah, well, you were always dirty. You always had dirt on your shirt and your face and grass stains all over your shorts.’
‘I was a kid. Kids get dirty.’ He reaches over and nudges my arm. ‘Hey, I’m just joking around. I really did think you were cute, even with the messy hair.’
‘Then why were you mean to me?’
‘Because you pissed me off when you kept my beating my ass in every competition.’
Islowly smile. ‘Is that why you kissed me? Because you liked me?’
‘Maybe.’ He swigs his beer. ‘Or maybe I just wanted to know what it’d be like to kiss a girl.’
I turn to face him. ‘I was your first kiss?’
‘Yeah. Wasn’t I yours?’
‘I’m not telling you.’
‘You don’t need to. I know I was.’
‘How would you know?’ I fold my arms over my chest.
‘Well, for one, you were only seven and most kids that age haven’t kissed anyone. And two, you weren’t very good at it, a sure sign you’d never done it.’
I stare at him. ‘Are you seriously insulting my kissing skills? When I was seven? As if you were any better?’
‘I was.’ He gives me a smug grin. ‘That kiss I gave you was damn good.’
‘According to who? You? I don’t think you get to be the judge of that.’
‘Okay, so tell me.’ He turns to me, his arm spread out along the back of the couch. ‘How was it?’
‘Fast.’
‘And?’
‘Innocent. Lips only.’
‘A sign of a true gentleman.’
I roll my eyes. ‘Yeah, okay.’
‘What else?’
‘Nothing else. It was so quick I barely remember it.’
That’s a lie. I remember it like it just happened, probably because it was my first kiss and came out of nowhere. I remember Sawyer being really nervous, and he was never nervous. He stood across from me in the woods and kept looking at his feet. When I asked him what we were doing, he put his hands on my shoulders,lifting his eyes to mine, and kissed me. He had really soft lips. And he smelled like fresh grass and watermelon bubble gum. He must’ve chewed the gum and spit it out right before he kissed me.
‘Huh.’ Sawyer rubs the scruff along his jaw.
‘What? What’s the huh for?’
