The Dance

Homecoming did in fact take my mind off of the awful secret. We ended up taking the limo to the pier and taking so many photos. My mom is a full-time photographer, so the parents all pitched in to pay her to do everyone’s pictures. She has such a great eye. I can’t wait to see how we look in them. Jeff and I match so well. Not too matchy-matchy, but subtle. His tie has the colors of my dress sewn throughout.

In the limo, Baylen was alright with me leaning on Jeff while he put his arm around me. He ended up sitting down at the other end with Audrey. Her dress was pink. I didn’t love it, but she looked adorable and her hair was in a curly up-do. She had glittery heels, which was the best thing about her outfit. They were beautiful. She kind of reminded me of a Barbie with her blonde curls and pink lipstick.

Once we were at homecoming, we all found some seats where we could put our stuff and then went our separate ways. Casey and I stayed with Cyman and Jeff at the table for a bit.

“Do you girls want something to drink?” Cyman asked.

We nodded and he was off. Jeff held my hand loosely under the table. It was nice to feel wanted. He would turn and talk to friends that passed by, but he never let go of my hand. I watched as he charismatically wooed the crowd. Every person he interacted with loved him. They lit up just being around him. Cyman came back with our drinks, pink lemonade with little blue umbrellas, and Casey decided they were going to dance. I kept my gaze, longingly on Jeff’s white smile. He drew me in. I didn’t want to fight the butterflies I was feeling for him, so I didn’t.

“Jeff, yes!” I blurted.

He stopped and turned toward me with a look of confusion and wonder. Running his finger over my knuckle softly. He smiled and leaned towards me.

“Yes what, beautiful?” he inquired.

“Yes, I will be your girlfriend,” I said leaning more towards him so he could hear me better. The music was awfully loud and it was so hard to hear each other.

He smiled and nodded his head eagerly. He grabbed my chin with just two fingers and brought my face towards his. I looked at his lips, they were parting to show his teeth just slightly. I leaned into the pull and then it happened! My lips met his and we were kissing. A chill went up my spine. The butterflies were at full charge and my whole body tingled. He rubbed my back softly as his tongue massaged mine. It was a feeling like I’ve never felt before. I loved it and I craved more before it even ended. He pulled away slightly, leaving his mouth within centimeters of mine. Gosh I could just kiss those lips a thousand more times.

“You made my entire night, Brees,” he whispered.

He pecked me once more, then held me for a second and asked for my hand. He escorted me to the dance floor and we shared our first dance as boyfriend and girlfriend. I was on cloud nine and maybe even ten at this point. I couldn’t stop thinking about his lips on mine. I kept feeling myself slightly lick my lips as we danced, so that I could get a taste of his mouth just one more time. I laid my head on his chest as we danced. He kept his hands above my waist the entire time. I am not sure if that was because he was a gentleman or because he was afraid of Baylen, but either way it made me like him that much more.