Page 40 of Waiting on the Day


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“My first kiss,” he clarifies, and I nod, “was with a very handsome older man about a half an hour ago.”

My jaw drops. I guess I had expected that he would not have a lot of practice, but I was hisfirstkiss? It feels like a lot of pressure even though it’s already happened.

“I see you’re having too many thoughts.” Sun touches my cheek, knuckles brushing over toward my ear. “Don’t worry, this was exactly what I wanted.”

“I don’t know what I’m doing,” I admit. “I am older than you. More experienced. I should be in control of all of this, and I’m not.”

“You don’t have to be in charge all the time.” He looks seriousas he says it, but then grins deviously. “Sometimes you can let me call the shots.”

I am aware that almost everything about this is a bad idea.

Me and Sun.

Letting him lead.

But I find that I’m becoming less concerned about what might be right or wrong with every moment we spend together.

I’ve never been reckless, but I hear it’s good to try new things.

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Ikissed him.

I can’t stop giggling to myself, hands over my face as I try to keep myself from actually kicking my feet.

I’ve been happy about things before. But never quite like this.

He kissed me back.

Kija.

Kija kissed me.

Showed me what he liked.

And then kissed me again.

I swear I can still feel sparks on my lips, buzzing from the way our mouths met over and over.

I was there in his lap.

I could feel the warmth of his body—his solid chest against mine, the firmness of his thighs underneath me.

A shiver runs through me that makes me jolt, squirming in my seat in the back of this dark taxi.

I stayed as long as I could, unwilling to leave because I finally,finallyhad what I wanted. I could tell, could sense the moment he gave in. It felt like victory, but also relief.

All these years of waiting.

Wanting.

Hoping.

Yearning.

He’s going to be mine.