Page 15 of Only You

“Okay. So we started liking each other. Then what happened?”

“You asked me out.”

“Where did we go?”

“To dinner, of course.”

“Of course. Then what?”

“Then we went back to your place.”

Jack shook his head. “My parents are old-fashioned. We have to keep the story PG-13.”

Kayla gaped at him. “We’re living together, Jack. Do they think we’re sleeping in separate bedrooms?”

“That part is true,” he said dryly.

She sighed and continued the story. “Fine. We came back to your place for dessert. You made chocolate chip brownies—my favorite.”

“That was sweet of me.”

Kayla rolled her eyes. “We talked for hours about everything.”

“Everything?”

“We shared stories of our childhoods to the present.”

“Did we kiss?” Jack asked with a straight face.

“I thought this was supposed to be PG-13,” she countered.

“A kiss is acceptable. Even my parents kissed on their first date.”

“I suppose we might have kissed.”

Jack frowned. “Why wouldn’t we have?”

Kayla shrugged. “I don’t know. One of us was feeling shy.”

“Ha!” Jack said. “We’re not in junior high school. We definitely kissed, and we did a lot more than that.”

Kayla pretended to be offended. “That’s awfully presumptuous of you.”

“Tell me you haven’t kissed a guy on the first date or slept with him, for that matter.”

Kayla averted her eyes to the pile of rice on her plate.

“See, I was right!” Jack declared.

She lifted her head and met his gaze. “I have never slept with a guy on the first date.”

Jack eyed her for a long moment. “Never?”

“Never,” she affirmed.

“How come?”

Kayla wrinkled her eyebrows. “Because, unlike you, I prefer to get to know someone before I sleep with them.”