"I've only kissed two-" I cut myself off, "well, three guys."
"I'm guessing I'm the third?"
I nod.
He hums under his breath. "Okay, well then tell me what you know. How were the kisses?"
"Short. " I say quickly and think for a second, "boring, sloppy." I cringe.
"Do you have any other experiences? What about your books, movies?"
Even with all the books I've read. Real life did not compare.
"I watched some-" I stop myself from saying it and Asher tilts his head at me.
"Watched?"
"YouTube."
He starts to grin and I whack his arm. "Don't laugh."
"I'm not laughing." He says as he laughs and shakes his head. "What do you mean YouTube?"
"You know, the videos?"
He shakes his head, his smile become more and more contagious, and I feel my own lips starting to lift even as I try to stop it.
I can't help it. It's like when he smiles it makes me want to.
I forcethatthought away. Burying it deep, deep,deepdown.
I continue, avoiding looking his smile now too. "Of the blonde lady, and she teaches you how to kiss?"
"No."
"You never looked up how to kiss on YouTube?"
Asher, again, shakes his head. "No."
"What did you look up then when you got curious?"
He grins like a devil. "Porn."
I roll my eyes. "Well, that's the extent of my knowledge. The video every twelve year old girl looks up when she's curious about how to kiss."
"Can you show me the video?"
I throw a pillow at his smug face. "No, I'm not showing you the video."
"Well, all I have to do is look up how to kiss on YouTube and it'll come up right?"
I cross my arms and refuse to answer and he laughs, straightening from his lazy position. "Well come on then, let's practice."
"Now?"
He nods, "do you have somewhere to be?"
I shake my head slowly.
