**PART NINE**
If this were a build-up to a normal kiss, my eyes would have been closed the moment she started leaning in.
But this wasn’t a normal kiss. It was Natalie; it was Jessica’s younger sister. Even as her lips briefly made contact with mine, I found myself with my eyes still open. Rather than being met with her usual smirk and flirty glances, I was faced with a more vulnerable expression. Eyes closed, lips slightly pursed, and patiently waiting for me to decide whether or not to meet her halfway.
Honestly, this would have been a lot easier if she just fucking kissed me. Then I would have an excuse, and could blame her a lot more easily. I mean, she had laid out her intentions from the very beginning, even if I hadn’t taken her seriously at the time. This was all Natalie. Flaunting her body, ‘innocently’ teasing me with her words and her actions, and now putting her hands on me and setting us up for a kiss. But now, she was waiting. Just like I had given in and asked her to take off my shirt, I was going to have to cave for this and be culpable as well.