First Kiss #15

TITLE: Ink Wash
GENRE: YA Urban Fantasy

Katie and Tomohiro wait out a storm at his house, when his Yakuza friend phones to blackmail him.

"Don't worry," he said, taking my hands in his. "We'll be okay, for sure."

I nodded, but my stomach ached. I blinked back tears and one rolled down my cheek. He caught it, the tiny drop catching light on his slender fingers, and then all I could see was the gleaming hazel of his eyes as they searched mine. I tensed, and he leaned it. I could smell the shampoo in his still-damp hair.

I felt his breath against my mouth, and then he pressed his lips against mine, his hand still on my cheek. The heat sent a shock through me, melted away any other thoughts but this, that Yuu Tomohiro was kissing me.

He pulled back then, suddenly. His cheeks flushed red, his eyes round and surprised. He bobbed his head in apology.

"Sorry," he said. "You must be thirsty. I'll get you a drink." He excused himself and practically ran to the kitchen, where I heard way more clatter than necessary to get a glass.

I touched my lips with my fingers, pressed them against each other, feeling the way they'd swelled when he kissed me. I didn't think my face could get any redder; thank God he was taking so long in the kitchen.

Then his keitai rang again, spewing rainbow colors across the floor.

"Iced tea okay?" he shouted over it, his voice way too energetic.