Kiss the Sky (Calloway Sisters, #1)

by Krista Ritchie

“What’s your favorite position?” “I won’t hurt you,” he says, reading into my question. “I know you’re nervous to have sex, but I promise I’ll be…” He smiles at his own thought. “…no that’s not quite right.” “You were about to say gentle, weren’t you?” His lips rise further, validating my assumption. The aftertaste of tequila sticks to my tongue, and my head dizzies at the idea of Connor being anything but gentle. I’m not the softest girl, so the image of being handled by a soft, careful boy makes me squirm. “I promise I’ll be me,” he says, grinning into his next swig of wine. “It’s a good thing I like you then.” My voice is still icy. The alcohol hasn’t kicked in just yet. “Like me? Qu’en est-il de l’amour?” What happened to love? “You don’t believe in love,” I retort. “So you’ve lost the right for me to love you back.” I nod assuredly at this new stance I’m taking. “But I still like you. Don’t worry.” “I never worry,” he says. “I do believe in love. When I was a child I thought it wasn’t real, but I’ve come to see that it does exist for some people. Just not me.” Right. He can’t love anyone. He’s too analytical, I suppose. I’ve come to accept it, but there’s a part of me that wants so badly to be his first love the way he’s mine.

SHE IS DEFO HIS FIRST LOVE