Chapter 16 It Shouldn't Feel This Good
Corran
April and I were cleaning up after dinner. April is washing while I am drying. Dinner was incredible. She is a great cook. It was spaghetti and meatballs, a dish I have had many times, but April’s tastes so different.
“What is your secret ingredient for the dish? There has to be something because it is the best spaghetti and meatballs I’ve ever had.”
She swings around to answer, but as she does, she has a ladle in her hand, and the sauce from dinner comes off it, landing right on my tee and face.
“Oh my God, I am so sorry,” she says, her face turning red.
I chuckle. “It is fine, but I think you did it on purpose to distract me from you answering my question.”
April huffs and crosses her arm which leads to the sauce hitting me again. “I am not.”
“The first time I could believe to be a mistake. The second, not so much.” I tease.
April furrows her brows to glare at me before she sticks her tongue out at me, laughs and turns away to return to washing the dishes. I take the spot next to her, dipping my hand into the water, splashing it on her.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean that.” I laugh.
She turns to face me once again, a smirk on her lips. One which I don’t like. What is she up to? I soon have my answer when she does to me what I did to her only a second ago.
“Now, I did that on purpose. You deserved it.”
Before we know it, we soon find ourselves in a water fight, running around April’s kitchen, trying to escape one another, and trying not to fall on our asses against the marble floor because that would hurt. We went from splashing water to throwing full glasses of water at one another, both drenched from head to toe, laughing the entire time.
April tries to run away, but she loses her footing and nearly slides. I dart towards her, wrap my arms around her and bring her against my chest. “Easy, beautiful.”
Beautiful was not supposed to fall from my lips! April stares up at me through her long lashes and pretty hazel eyes. Neither of us says a word as our eyes connect. I swallow hard as she stares up at me. God, she really is beautiful.
Her tongue darts along her lower lip before she tugs it between her teeth. I mimic her with my tongue. My breathing picks up, and I feel my heart thud harder in my chest. A part of me wants nothing more than to reach down and claim her lips in mine, but I can’t. I can have another woman’s lips on mine! It would mean Edin would no longer be the last woman to kiss me. I am not ready to let that go, but April’s lips are tempting, all so tempting.
April’s next move takes me aback. It is like she read my mind, and she presses her lips to mine. Her lips are so soft and warm. I don’t kiss back, not straightaway, but after a moment, I do. I rest my hand on my cheek and kiss back. It is a soft kiss. I groan into April’s lips, and her arms come around my neck, kissing me a little harder. I don’t fight it. I kiss back in the same manner. Every nerve in my body shoots awake. She moans softly, her body tighter against mine. It shouldn’t feel this good.
April abruptly parts from the kiss and puts distance between us. “I shouldn’t have done that. I am sorry.” She whimpers and runs off.
She rushes into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. The good feeling is soon replaced with guilt. I sigh and run my fingers through my hair. I should leave.
I close my eyes. “I am so sorry, Edin.”
A gust of cool suddenly runs through me, and I swear it feels like someone’s breath is on my neck. My body shudders in the way it always did when Edin is close.
I glance over my shoulder. Why, I don’t know it, it isn’t like Edin is going to be standing there. Another gust of air hits me, but it is like it is going by me. My eyes fall to the door of the kitchen. The urge to leave is replaced with the urge to go and make sure that April is okay. She will be feeling all the same things I am. We are in the same situation. If I left, it would be wrong and selfish.
Taking a few deep breaths, I dry myself off a bit and stroll towards the bathroom. I can hear April sob from outside the bathroom. I lift my hand to knock, but freeze. I don’t think I can do this. I am the last person she probably wants to see. I am ready to turn on my heels and leave, but before I have the chance, it is like some unseen force stops me. What the hell is going on? How can it feel like someone is here when they aren’t? I shake my head and face the door, knocking this time.
“April, please, come out.”
“I am sorry, Corran. I shouldn’t have kissed you. It is okay, you can leave.” She says between her sobs.
“April, please come out. I am not going anywhere. It is okay. We got caught up in the moment. It happens.”
I don’t want her to pick up on me being upset because I know that will make her worse. It is the last thing I want. I need her to come out. I need us to forget that it happened and go back to how we were before the kiss. I like the friendship developing between us. I don’t want one kiss to ruin that.
“Corran, why aren’t you leaving? You probably hate me. I hate myself because I know, like me, Edin was the last person you kissed, in the same way Corbin was the last one for me, and I just took it away from you,” she whimpers.
“April, nothing will erase what we had with them. You don’t need to hide. I don’t hate you, and you shouldn’t hate yourself either.”
I will wait out here for as long as I need until she is ready to come out. I won’t leave until she does. The kiss happened, and we can’t take it back. It was one moment, one kiss, we need to make sure that it doesn’t happen again.