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thinking about how his hands feel on me. How am I going to spend at least two hours with him and my sister, watching him eat, smile, touching my sister, the happy couple.
    "Cat, are you okay?"
    "Yeah, why?"
    "It looks like something's on your mind. I think I know what it is, you want to talk about it now?"
    "No."
    "I think we should. A lot of things happened last night and since you've been gone."
    I turn my head and look at him. "I know. Let's not talk about it tonight, not tonight. Let's just try to make it through dinner."
    He puts the car in drive. I turn and stare out the window and try to clear my mind, putting my head against the headrest. The radio comes on, the song is ending and the DJ starts talking about the big first milestones in a person's life that takes them to adulthood, like your first kiss, first crush, first relationship, and the big first, the first time you had sex. I can't believe he's taking calls about this shit, talking about this right at this moment. Why! Why! Why! Why ME! I can't catch a freaking break.
    "So what was your first time like?"
    My head whips around so fast I feel a pinch in my neck. "Excuse me?" I can't believe he's asking me about the first time I had sex.
    "What was your first kiss like?"
    Oh. I seriously need to relax. As if he doesn't know what it was like. He looks at me smiling with perfectly straight white teeth I know he needed to wear braces for a year to get and he was still the cutest boy I ever laid eyes on.
    "What did you think I was talking about?"
    "I thought you said something else." How embarrassing he knows what I thought he said.
    "I'll tell you what mine was like and with who. I was ten, and in the fifth grade. It was at recess behind the school. Lisa Shaw, cute blonde, big brown eyes. She was one of the most popular girls in school. One day she walked up to me and asked me if I would help her find an earring she lost. I kind of thought it was weird that she was asking me to help her find her earring and not one of her girlfriends, but what the hell, I got to be alone with her. About two minutes after we got back there she grabbed my hand and kissed me full on the lips, she even slipped a little tongue in there."
    I roll my eyes at him. "You must have been in heaven."
    "Yeah, I was for the next ten minutes until we got caught by a teacher."
    "Did you get in trouble?"
    "Yes, we did, it was worth every minute."
    "I bet it was."
    He's grinning and I can totally see him as a little boy behind the school smiling from ear to ear. Thick black hair and piercing eyes that change to a beautifully haunting shade of blue- gray when he's caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
    "I told you about my first kiss…"
    He takes a quick look at me still smiling before he looks at the road again. I turn my head and look straight ahead and start talking before he finishes.
    "My first kiss was with some guy who wasn't much of a looker who I didn't really like. I was thirteen and he was about sixteen, I hardly remember it. The one thing I do remember is that he was a bad kisser and his tongue was everywhere. I was like 'please stop.' He basically assaulted my mouth." The car stops at the red light; I turn and look at him. Looking back at me with one eyebrow raised with a smirk on his face he bursts out,
    "Bullshit!"
    "What?" I laugh, giving him my best I'm-so-innocent look. "That's how I remember it."
    "Like I said, bullshit. You and I both know I was your first kiss at thirteen and that's definitely not how I remember it."
    "How do you know you were my first kiss, you could have been guy number two."
    "Trust me when I say a guy knows when he's the first anything with a girl. Come on, admit it, I was the first."
    "All right, fine you were my first kiss. So what do you remember about that kiss, was it as memorable as your kiss with Lisa Shaw?" I ask as the light changes to green and he looks straight ahead.
    "I remember everything about it. I was in the living room at your house, your