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want to go for a ride?” he asked.
I let out a nervous laugh. “Everyone’s inside,” I said. “It would be weird leaving them.” I hoped that sounded reasonable. I didn’t want him to know I was kind of freaked out by the fact that my mom knew he was driving without a license. Plus she already pulled that I-trust-you-to-make-good-decisions talk on me. It was one thing for Ally to drive Brady’s car around the block a couple of times. I mean, her dad had taught her to drive when she was twelve. But I had to admit I really didn’t know enough about Dante to defend him to my parents.
Dante shrugged. “Your loss.”
“Maybe some other time?”
“Maybe.”
“Thanks for coming over, though,” I said, walking with him to the car. “I’m sorry you can’t stay longer.”
He took my hand and smiled. “Are you sure you don’t want to come with me?”
There was something in the way he looked at me as he said those words that made me catch my breath. And then he pulled me closer to him, locked me into his arms, and pressed his lips firmly onto mine.
I’d always imagined my first kiss would be magical and spectacular. My eyes would lock with his, he’d hold me close and lean in to kiss me, I’d close my eyes in breathless anticipation….
The reality was nothing like that.
I thought it was a good kiss, but I mean, I didn’t have anything to compare it to. I wished I’d had more notice he might kiss me, though, because he’d caught me completely off guard. His lips were soft, and he sort of tasted like spearmint, which was nice, but as soon as he shoved his tongue between my lips, I kind of froze for a second because I had no idea what I was supposed to do. I mirrored his actions and figured it out pretty quickly, though, and when he finally lifted his head from mine, I found myself clinging to him for dear life.
“I think we have an audience,” he said, looking over my head.
I glanced backward and saw my friends’ faces peering from the front window. I buried my head into his neck. “Oh, this is a nightmare,” I said, mortified.
“Don’t be embarrassed,” he said. “I don’t mind.” He pressed his forehead to mine and held me really close. “I really like you, Bianca,” he said. “And I’m really hoping you want to go out with me.”
“Like, as your girlfriend?”
“Well, yeah.”
My eyes widened in shock, and it was all I could do to not squeal with excitement. Instead, I nodded. I tried not to think of my friends at the window and reached up to kiss him again. This time, it wasn’t so awkward, probably because I wasn’t surprised.
Maybe kissing was something that required practice.
He climbed into his car, and I watched him drive away. When I turned to walk back up to my house, I saw my friends were still watching me. Ally was glowing, but Finn and Talia didn’t look very pleased.
“So I guess you have a boyfriend now,” Talia said when I joined them in the family room.
Ally clasped her hands together. “And you guys are so cute!”
Talia stepped forward and gave me a hug.
“Just promise me you won’t let him change you.”
Chapter Eight
As expected, Ally and I were way more excited about my relationship with Dante than Talia was. While Ally squealed with me and let me relive everything by asking me to replay all my conversations with him, Talia kind of sulked. She didn’t say anything negative, but her lack of enthusiasm was a clear indication of her disapproval.
We met Talia’s mom for brunch the next morning at the Lakeridge Golf and Tennis Club. My parents weren’t members, but Talia’s mom was, and we usually went as guests of the Nicolettis.
The clubhouse was a massive wood and stone ranch-style house that, as its name implied, rested on the edge of a lake. It was absolutely gorgeous. The rich wood throughout the clubhouse restaurant made me think of an old log cabin with its paneled walls and rustic oak furniture. Since it was a bit chilly outside,
I let out a nervous laugh. “Everyone’s inside,” I said. “It would be weird leaving them.” I hoped that sounded reasonable. I didn’t want him to know I was kind of freaked out by the fact that my mom knew he was driving without a license. Plus she already pulled that I-trust-you-to-make-good-decisions talk on me. It was one thing for Ally to drive Brady’s car around the block a couple of times. I mean, her dad had taught her to drive when she was twelve. But I had to admit I really didn’t know enough about Dante to defend him to my parents.
Dante shrugged. “Your loss.”
“Maybe some other time?”
“Maybe.”
“Thanks for coming over, though,” I said, walking with him to the car. “I’m sorry you can’t stay longer.”
He took my hand and smiled. “Are you sure you don’t want to come with me?”
There was something in the way he looked at me as he said those words that made me catch my breath. And then he pulled me closer to him, locked me into his arms, and pressed his lips firmly onto mine.
I’d always imagined my first kiss would be magical and spectacular. My eyes would lock with his, he’d hold me close and lean in to kiss me, I’d close my eyes in breathless anticipation….
The reality was nothing like that.
I thought it was a good kiss, but I mean, I didn’t have anything to compare it to. I wished I’d had more notice he might kiss me, though, because he’d caught me completely off guard. His lips were soft, and he sort of tasted like spearmint, which was nice, but as soon as he shoved his tongue between my lips, I kind of froze for a second because I had no idea what I was supposed to do. I mirrored his actions and figured it out pretty quickly, though, and when he finally lifted his head from mine, I found myself clinging to him for dear life.
“I think we have an audience,” he said, looking over my head.
I glanced backward and saw my friends’ faces peering from the front window. I buried my head into his neck. “Oh, this is a nightmare,” I said, mortified.
“Don’t be embarrassed,” he said. “I don’t mind.” He pressed his forehead to mine and held me really close. “I really like you, Bianca,” he said. “And I’m really hoping you want to go out with me.”
“Like, as your girlfriend?”
“Well, yeah.”
My eyes widened in shock, and it was all I could do to not squeal with excitement. Instead, I nodded. I tried not to think of my friends at the window and reached up to kiss him again. This time, it wasn’t so awkward, probably because I wasn’t surprised.
Maybe kissing was something that required practice.
He climbed into his car, and I watched him drive away. When I turned to walk back up to my house, I saw my friends were still watching me. Ally was glowing, but Finn and Talia didn’t look very pleased.
“So I guess you have a boyfriend now,” Talia said when I joined them in the family room.
Ally clasped her hands together. “And you guys are so cute!”
Talia stepped forward and gave me a hug.
“Just promise me you won’t let him change you.”
Chapter Eight
As expected, Ally and I were way more excited about my relationship with Dante than Talia was. While Ally squealed with me and let me relive everything by asking me to replay all my conversations with him, Talia kind of sulked. She didn’t say anything negative, but her lack of enthusiasm was a clear indication of her disapproval.
We met Talia’s mom for brunch the next morning at the Lakeridge Golf and Tennis Club. My parents weren’t members, but Talia’s mom was, and we usually went as guests of the Nicolettis.
The clubhouse was a massive wood and stone ranch-style house that, as its name implied, rested on the edge of a lake. It was absolutely gorgeous. The rich wood throughout the clubhouse restaurant made me think of an old log cabin with its paneled walls and rustic oak furniture. Since it was a bit chilly outside,
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