Series: Waiting #1
"Hey, can I grab you for a sec?" He asks me.
"Sure, Shelby I'll meet you on the dance floor in a few." Shelby nods and smirks as she walks away. She knows about my "Cory crush" and how hot I think he is.
"So what's up Cory?" I ask, wondering what he could want to talk to me about.
"Come here," he says, wrapping his warm hand around mine. He walks us back toward where we just came from, before continuing down the hall and around a sharp corner. He fluidly turns me to face him and tucks me back into the alcove on the right side of the hallway. The small space is deep enough to offer some privacy as he maneuvers his body close to mine. My breath stutters from the contact and I suddenly feel nervous. I'm not sure what to do with my hands so I place my palms on the cool wall behind me, bracing myself against it. He runs the top of his index finger slowly down my cheek and back up again.
; "It seems like such a cliché' for you to be turning sweet sixteen and you've never been kissed. I thought I could help you out with that." He says with a sly smile on his handsome face. Before I can reply that I have already been kissed, he is softly pressing his mouth to mine. His lips are warm and sure. It feels different than kissing Marcus. Maybe it's the fact that he's eight years older than me and he has a lot of experience, whatever the reason, I feel as though I'm kissing a man. The kiss is over almost before it's begun, yet I can't help but feel as though my destiny has been irrevocably changed as a result. One small kiss from Cory Marshall and my life would never be the same.