First Kiss

"So where are your parents?” Christina asked.

 

  “They went out for supper ‘to give the kids some space’” he mimicked a woman’s voice, “Thank goodness for that; don’t need them embarrassing me in my first week. I’ve barely settled in as it is,”

  “I think you’ve settled in just fine,”

  He laughed and then pulled her backwards before jumping on onto the bed. They lay side by side talking about school and their lives in general. Jacob told her all about his life in Britain, even accounting the time he met The Queen, on a school visit.

 

  “We should get back to the party,” Cristina said, sitting up and glanced at the clock on the bedside table, “Your friends are all here to see you and I’m stealing you away,”

  “Five more minutes,” he chuckled.

  Without warning, he sat up and faced her. He took her face in his hands.

  “You’re perfect,” he whispered.

  She felt her cheeks going bright red, matching the colour of her lips at the beginning of the night.

  “I mean it, you are”

  And he pressed his lips to hers. There was no one left in the world as far as she was concerned. It was just her and Jacob, alone, in the moment. Time seemed to stop, all sounds ceased, bar the sound of Christina’s heart racing. Christina’s eyes were closed and she was captured in for life. She was never letting go.

  Her lips parted and made way for a more intense kiss. Christina felt as if she couldn’t breathe and yet it was so comfortable and pleasant. Too soon, he pulled away from her. She heard him chuckle and then she felt his weight leave the bed. She opened her eyes to see him with one had extended. She took his hand and allowed him to help her off the bed.

 

“By G-d, you’re beautiful,” he kissed the tip of her nose, “’Kay, we can go now,” he laughed.

  The sound was like the sweetest music ever played.