22. Shame on you

Seb was my first kiss. I remember it now. We were nine, before our parents married. We were playing a bunch of games that I could not even remember, and clumsy as I was, I fell on him. Our lips touched, and even then we knew what that meant. We immediately broke free from each other, though, as by then Brad had started yelling. He admitted to having a crush on me then and considered what he witnessed a grave betrayal. Seb and I took a long time to get Brad to calm down. And the next morning, Brad decided that he no longer has a crush on me.

I giggle quietly at the memory.

"What's funny?" Seb asks, raising his head from my chest and kissing it. His eyes are still closed.

I clear my throat, "Nothing. Just remembered something funny." I tell him, running my hands through his hair. I love his hair.

"You better not be laughing at any of my proposals," he suddenly faces me, his eyes serious, "Speaking of... Arianne Lee, will you..."

I laugh, covering his mouth, "No, come on. You pr