The girl who’s never been kissed.
Somehow through all the confusion and tingling on my own lips, I manage to take a step forward.
Then another and another. Until I’m walking toward them.
Until I reach them. I reachhim.
Until I’m in that little corner as well.
It smells of booze. It smells ofhim, spice and vintage leather.
My favorite scent.
I’m so close to them and my presence is such an intrusion in their dark, private corner that the girl jerks apart from him, snapping her head in my direction.
As much as I want to see her and find out who she is, I’m watching Arrow.
I’m watching him detach himself from the girl, bit by bit.
Slowly, he lifts his face up and away from hers.
Then, he takes a moment to sigh, as if irritated, followed by turning his head to look in the direction where the interruption came from.
Even then, his detachment isn’t complete.
He still has one of his hands wrapped around the back of her neck.
I glare at that hand. It looks big and bad and seductive.
Finally, he shifts his face, cocks his head in a way that the shadows from his baseball cap vanish and I can see him.
I can see his bright blue eyes.
Eyes that remind me of lazy summers and bike rides in the sunshine.
Only now they’re dark.
They’re almost navy and he glances at me with them.
“You.”
Before I can respond to that though, he detaches himself completely from her, takes that big, bad, seductive hand off her neck and asks, with slight annoyance and surprise, “What the fuck are you doing here?”
Even though more important things are at stake here,farmore important things, I still breathe out a sigh of relief when he moves away from the girl he was kissing.
But I can’t be relieved, can I?
He was kissing a girl.
A girl who isn’t my sister.
“What the fuck am I doing here?” I ask, frowning, stumbling over my words. “What the fuck areyoudoing here? Who is she? Where’s my si –”
“Can you give us a minute?”
Arrow swallows up my words when he speaks and for a micro-second, I think he’s speaking to me. But he’s turned his head and his eyes are directed at the girl.
I finally glance at her as well.
