Kisses Don't Lie (Delphine Publications Presents) by Tamika Newhouse

Author:Tamika Newhouse [Newhouse, Tamika]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Delphine Publications
Published: 2012-02-14T05:00:00+00:00

Kyla

I swear I’m an angel at heart. At least, that’s what I try to be at all times. Not everyone falls in love at a young age and tried to stick it out, but hey, I did. That’s why this very night of my first time back home since leaving for college it was the final straw for me.

Chris was like a brother. At least, he had always been like one and never in my wildest dreams did I look at him in any way other than that. He was an upperclassman, so I didn’t go to school with him long throughout high school, and once I grew up, he was off to college.

But this moment, lying beside him in his bed felt so natural, and it felt a little too comfortable. But it was just that. And I ignored the obvious flirts he was dishing out, and I ignored the fact that I was slightly hitting him with each laugh.

With one touch for too long our laughs stopped. Blame it on the alcohol why don’t you, but Chris suddenly just didn’t look like Dean’s brother any longer. And as I stated earlier, I am an angel at heart, but an angel that falters. I had kissed a few guys back in college but never did anything more than that, and now, it felt like those times when I allowed a guy to kiss me.

In a split second, my eyes were locked in on Chris, and his were locked in on mine, and in one breath, he leaned down toward me and did the unthinkable. He kissed me. I brought my hands to the back of his head and welcomed his mouth on mine as he towered over my body.

Breathing into each other’s mouths, our tongues entered each other’s mouth as we sucked and bit down on each other’s lips. I felt Chris trail his hands down my abdomen to my thighs and around to my ass, and then he gripped it. He was squeezing it tight as if this kiss was the deciding factor if he lived or died. And he was trying to live.

I didn’t protest or think of the fact that I was kissing Chris. In this moment, I wasn’t with anyone. In this moment, I was just a nineteen-year-old girl kissing a guy I could relate to. He was a guy I was comfortable with and someone whose body felt like magic next to mine. Or was it the alcohol? I don’t know.

When I heard Brittany call my name, “Kyla!” Chris and I jumped and looked up toward her, and then back at each other. Our breathing was heavy as I slowly sat up and moved back to the edge of the bed.

“What in the world?” Brittany whispered.

I had dropped my head in my hand and tried to even out my nervous breathing. My mind raced ten miles a minute, and I was too embarrassed to even look back at Chris.

“Brit, please don’t say anything about this.

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