Her First Time

"They are gone," James said to Laura, who still had her head buried in his chest.

"They'll probably come back," Laura said, reluctant to move away now that she was so close. She was also embarrassed because she was the one who wanted to kiss him but forgot that she had no experience in these matters. She felt like she made a fool of herself.

"They won't return," James said and easily lifted her so she sat down instead of lying on top of him. Laura looked at James, who had his grey eyes on her and looked away in embarrassment.

"Maybe I'm a bit drunk?" Laura said with some hesitation, and James looked at her in disbelief.

"You said you weren't drunk," James said to her, feeling tempted to flick her forehead.

"When did I say I wasn't drunk?" Laura asked him and James, who tried to recall what happened when he asked her if she was drunk, became silent.

"I think I'm the one that's drunk," James said as he bent over to pick up the opener he had dropped earlier and resumed his action of opening the wine bottle. Laura, who was just getting over her embarrassment, watched James, who was busy with the wine bottle.

"Was it your first time?" James asked Laura as he took her glass and filled it up for her. Laura knew what he was talking about. She also knew that there would be no point in lying about something that was so obvious. So she nodded sheepishly. Seeing her reluctant expression, James couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't waste your firsts with me. Keep them for a man that you love and that loves you just as much," James advised sincerely.

"If I was going to waste them, I wouldn't be having this discussion with you in the first place," Laura said before sipping her wine. James had thought that with Laura's brazenness, then she must be an experienced person who knew what they were doing. If the chemistry was right, he also wouldn't mind enjoying her for a night. But her being so inexperienced that she did not know how to kiss made him want to pull back.

"I kissed you because I wanted to kiss you. Don't make it a big deal. Everyone has to start somewhere," Laura said when she noticed that he was starting to become distant.

"You want to start with me?" James asked as he sipped on his wine.

"Why don't we talk about this later?" Laura said as she got off the lounger and put on her sandals.

"You are leaving?" James asked as he leaned back on the lounger.

"I'm going to nap. I think I might really be drunk," Laura said as she gathered her things.

"You should at least answer my question," James said to her as she picked up her glass of wine. Laura looked at the way James was lazily staring at her and she suddenly wanted to pounce on him. He had an ascetic appearance that made her want to know how he will look when he was a mess. She was having a hard time walking away from him.

"Later," Laura said with a smile before leaving. James watched as Laura walked away, her hips swaying as she literally cat walked away. He smiled to himself as he watched her until she disappeared into the house before sipping on his wine.

It looked like tonight was going to be very interesting. He thought to himself as he made himself comfortable once more.

Laura dashed back to her room the moment she knew that she was no longer in James's line of sight and locked the door behind her. She placed the half full glass of wine on the coffee table in the balcony and peered at the view outside. Unfortunately, her room was not facing the pool area, so she couldn't sneakily stare at James from here.

She smiled and touched her lips as she remembered kissing him. Although their lips just touched, she felt like that was the extent of what she could handle for now. If the kiss had been any more intimate, then she would have melted into a puddle.

She quickly downed the rest of her wine and went to take a shower. Since they were going to celebrate later in the night, she figured that she should catch up on her sleep now before the party. She crawled into the comfortable bed after drying her hair and checked her phone as she lay down.

She found a text from Nancy telling her when the pool party was going to start and, after setting an alarm, she fell asleep.