Ace of Hearts (FU High 1)

“You think I’m a virgin?”

His arm around me tightens a hair. He gives a shrug. I didn’t think about how he assumed I was one also when he said it. It wasn’t until I’d started thinking about how he still had his V card that it dawned on me that he was expecting me to be one too. I definitely stereotyped him because he is an athlete. Also because he is hot as hell. How has he managed to keep his virginity all of this time? He is not only drop dead gorgeous but so sweet to me that he has me crawling all over him.

I just can’t fathom that he made it through eighteen years without another girl getting in his pants. I’ve known him less than twenty-four hours and we are already talking about losing our virginity together. I’m not sure how I’ve gone from hours ago telling him I didn’t date to talking about my virginity.

“Doesn’t matter. I know you have to be easy the first time for a girl. I wouldn’t want to hurt you. If you’re not it’s no big deal.”

“I am one,” I admit. For some reason I feel my face flush. Why I don’t know. He told me he was still one too so there’s nothing for me to be embarrassed about. I wanted to wait until it meant something or I felt a connection with someone. The strangest part of all of this was that I didn’t have an ounce of nervousness when I thought of giving myself to Owen.

“I know. I’ll take care with it.” He opens one of the doors for me. A few students are still hanging around. A couple glance our way. Only hours ago I was trying to get out of his hold in front of the school and now I’m nestled into him as close as I can get. When we get out to the sidewalk, I brush my nose against his shirt, wanting one last breath of him before I have to go. His hand comes under my chin, lifting it so my head tilts back. I let it drop back more, knowing he’s going to kiss me again. He only brushes his mouth against mine before he’s stepping away. I want to pull him back into me but his words stop me.

“Your mom’s here.”

I jerk my head around to see my mom has in fact pulled up and is staring right at us. Now she has a goofball smile on her face. “I think she likes me.” He gives her that dimple. Of course she does. I can already see the idea of prom dancing in her head.

“You kissed me in front of my mom.” I groan.

“She’s going to see us kiss. It’s inevitable.”

My mom rolls down the car window. “Hi, Owen.”

“Hey, Mrs. Alistair.”

“Call me Sonya.” My mom is so happy that if I didn’t know she was happily married and my mom I’d think she had a crush on Owen herself. “You need a ride?” she asks him.

“I’m good but thank you.” Owen pushes me toward the car, opening the door for me. He brushes his mouth against mine again. This time my mom can’t see it. It’s quicker than the last kiss. “Text me when you get home.” I only nod getting into the car. He shuts the door behind me.

“See you later, Sonya,” he tells my mom, who gives a goodbye too before rolling up the window.

“Did you see that dimple?” she asks me.

The one with magical powers? Who hasn’t seen it? I don’t tell her that, though. She believes in things like fate and other forces being out there to guide us. I used to fight with her about it. I would try and explain cause and effect. Dad would smile and watch us go back and forth not giving his two cents. Though I know he’s totally on my side. At least that’s what he led me to believe. Now I’m not so sure because I’ve met a magical dimple. “Your dad has a dimple.” My mom lets out a long sigh as if thinking about Dad’s dimple.

He does have a dimple but it is one hundred percent normal. I don’t find it sexy nor does it make me blurt out random things.

“Sweet girl, you better give me something.” I look over at my mom, who is about to come undone at the seams.

“I like him.”

“Well duh, he was kissing you and you were kissing him back.”

My cheeks heat. The kissing isn’t what has me blushing; it’s the fact that my mom witnessed it. She is never going to let up about Owen now. I am also never going to be able to convince her that he and I are only friends but I sure as hell am going to try.