“— I'm very sorry. — we said at the same time.
Ocean laughed, looked away. I just looked at him.
Finally, he said: — Do you want to kill school with me today?
— Yes. — I said. - Yes.
He smiled.”
“I'd just finished locking the door when I turned around to find Ocean standing in front of my house. He was in front of his car, in front of my house. Looking at me.”
I wanted him to know that I loved him, but I knew I couldn't tell him that now, not in person, not without an explanation for the way things ended between us. It was embarrassing, in many ways, to imagine him reading my personal thoughts. In other ways, it was kind of liberating.
“— I miss you. — I said. — I miss you so much.
Ocean winced, as if I'd hit him. He looked away and when he looked up again, I swore I saw tears in his eyes. — What am I supposed to do with it?”
“— I never got to say I saw you. — he said. — At the talent show. His mouth threatened to smile, and then, no. — You were great. — he said softly. — You were so good.”
“— How can you say that? — he said, and I heard his voice crack. — How can you think that? I want this more than I ever wanted anything. I want everything with you. — he said.”
“— Hey. — I finally said.
— Yeah?
— It's all right?
— Yes. — he said. — Yes. — But he looked a little breathless.
— Are you sure?
— I was just thinking about how your brother has terrible timing.”
“My entire body answered your question. Heat filled my blood, the gaps in my bones. My heart felt suddenly alive with emotion and I didn't know how to say what I was thinking, what I wanted to say, which was — Is this love?”
“Ocean backed off a little. He looked me in the eyes and his own eyes were suddenly heavy. Bright and deep and terrified.
He said: — What would you do if I fell in love with you?”
“The pleasure of being so close to him was unlike anything I had ever imagined. It was hyperreal. Impossible. His arms were around me now, strong and warm and pulling me close, and he nearly lifted me off the floor.”
“I traced the curve of her spine. I touched his waist, my hands moving around his torso. He looked so strong. The lines of his body were deeply, alarmingly sexy.
He took another shaky breath and pressed his face to my cheek. He didn't say a word. He just shook his head.”
“The feel of her bare skin under my hands was so unexpected. New. A bit scarry. Ocean broke our kiss and smiled gently against my mouth.
— Are you afraid to touch me? - He said.
I nodded.
I felt his smile deepen.”
“— This is madness. — he said.
And then he kissed me desperately, without warning, and feeling shot through my veins with explosive, searing heat. I felt suddenly melting. His lips were soft and he smelled so good and my mind was filled with static.”
“— Hey. — he whispered. — Can I tell you that I think you're really beautiful? Can I tell you this?
I felt my cheeks hot. He was so close I was sure he could hear my heart pounding. Our bodies felt like soldiers together.”
“He shoved his hands into the back pockets of my jeans and I nearly gasped and he pulled me tighter, pressed the lines of our bodies together and he leaned in, rested his forehead against mine. He wrapped his arms around my waist and just held me there for a moment.”