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Ryan licked the hot sauce from the corner of his mouth, drawing my attention to his lips. I followed every motion of his tongue. After experiencing how wonderful kissing could be, I couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to French kiss. My face heated at the thought. I'd seen it on TV and talked about it with Mandy, but I'd never done it before. Not ever.
Soon, Ryan would take me back home. But, would he kiss me good night? My stomach tingled with anticipation. If he didn't, I think I'd just die. How could I wait for the next time if he didn't? Would there even be a next time? And what about my breath? Omigod! The corn salsa had onions and garlic in it. Why didn't I skip it this time? Maybe I had some gum in my purse.
"Aren't you going to eat?" Ryan asked.
"Huh?" I glanced at my half-eaten burrito. "Yeah. I just had to let my stomach settle. A certain person forced too much popcorn on me. And let's not forget about the Twizzlers."
He looked down at his empty burrito wrapping. "Yeah, me too." We both laughed.
Obviously, he had no problems with his appetite. And thank goodness, mine had chilled since I started taking the supplements. The never ending hunger got rather old.
On the way home, Ryan held my hand, gently stroking the sensitive flesh between my thumb and forefinger. The closer we got to my house, the more nervous I became. I wanted him to kiss me again. It seemed to be the only thing I could think about. Did Mandy feel that way about Brad? Had she kissed him and not told me? No, no way would she keep that to herself. Heck, I couldn't wait to tell Mandy what had happened.
I searched in my purse, trying to find anything to maskthe overpowering scent of garlic that no doubt resided in my mouth. Thank goodness I had one piece of gum left.
"Would you like half?" I held up the piece and wiggled it.
"That's okay. You go right ahead."
I popped the gum in my mouth. When we arrived at my house, I took the opportunity to check my breath while he walked around the car to open my door. Omigod! Minty garlic. Much better. Not! I rolled my eyes.
He helped me out of the car. "I had a great time tonight. I'm glad you decided to go with me."
"Yeah, me too," I said.
As we walked up the driveway, Ryan slid his arm around my waist. The tingling burn in my lower belly intensified. I felt every bite of the burrito like an anvil in my gut.
The door loomed closer ... closer ... closer.
Crap! What should I do about the gum still in my mouth? What if he kissed me and somehow the gum ended up in his mouth. Nasty! I pretended to cough. When I raised my hand to cover my mouth, I spit the gum into my hand. And in one fluid motion, I chunked it into the bushes. I smiled, pleased with myself for being so sneaky, sneaky.
When we reached the porch, he spun me so I faced him. Before I had a chance to realize what he intended, his mouth covered mine in a deep, mind-numbing kiss.