Her fingers hovered over the keyboard. The idea of being alone with Kaia in his room should’ve filled her with anticipation. He was her boyfriend and he wanted to kiss her. But she was nervous about going to his room. She didn’t want to give him the wrong idea because she wasn’t ready for anything more than kissing, which she needed to make very clear to him.
Rebel: It will only be kissing.
She needed to get past those stupid videos. She needed to forget the idea that her prom night would be special for more reasons than one.
Kaia: Will it be so bad if it’s more? You’re on birth control, sweetheart. I promise no one will know what we do. Whatever it is.
Rebel bit her lip. Unless something drastic happened, Kaia would be her boyfriend for a while, and, then possibly, her husband. Having sex a year earlier wouldn’t make a difference toanyone. Besides, losing her virginity on prom night was boring and unoriginal. Except she’d wanted her first time to be special. Not rushed and sneaky. Evading detection as she left Kaia’s room or finishingwhateverbefore anyone got back home promised for a nerve-wracking experience.
She didn’t want to die an old maid, but she expected to have time with…with…Kaiaso he’d put her at ease and make her feel special.
Kaia: Rebel?
Rebel: I’m here. Can we walk home and talk? Play video games for a while and continue to talk while I beat you?
Kaia:Who says you’ll beat me, Chi?
Her belly unclenched and her nervousness eased.
Rebel: I’m very good at videogames, Huahua, especiallyMortal Kombat.
Kaia: We’ll see, babe. In between games, we can kiss.
Rebel’s tension returned and her shoulders slumped. He seemed determined to spend the evening kissing her, but she wasn’t sure about that either. She just wanted to talk to him, ask him to make up a poem for her.
Rebel: I’m waiting for you so we can walk home. I really need someone to talk to tonight. That’s it. Nothing more.
Kaia: I understand, Chi.
He was such a good guy.
Rebel: Thank you. I promise I’ll make it up to you.
Kaia:When?
Rebel: I don’t know. Soon, though.
Kaia: Promise?
Rebel: Promise.
Kaia: But not tonight?
Rebel: No.
Kaia: Come back inside while I finish my beer. Maybe you and I can dance to one song.I’ll whisper sweet things in your ear and you’ll let me kiss you later.
Biting her lip, Rebel reread Kaia’s message twice. Just because she was miserable didn’t mean he had to be.
Rebel: I’m waiting for Axel. Once he comes out, I’m going home. Not in the mood to dance. But I want you to stay, my drone. Enjoy yourself.
Kaia: R u sure?
Rebel:
Kaia: Sleep tight, babe. If it isn’t too late when I get to my room, I’ll text u.
Rebel:Ask Jana to dance. Diesel is paying attention to everyone but her. Have fun.
