fed it to me. As I chewed the delicious concoction, he smiled. “Do you like it?”
I covered my mouth and politely answered, “I do.”
We shared the food and continued our conversation about our future plans. I
was shocked this perfect person was interested in me. I kept waiting to find out
what was wrong with him. Did he have a dark secret? An irritating quirk?
I could not find one thing I did not like about him. Even kissing him seemed
like a fairytale dream. Before I knew it, the hour had passed, and I was even more smitten with Christopher. I felt cheated when the driver returned.
“I guess it is time to go,” Christopher smiled.
I got up and brushed the sand off myself. Christopher slipped his arm around
my waist and began to dance with me. We laughed, and he kissed me. I let our
passion grow, and soon we were both breathing heavily.
The sound of a throat clearing broke us up. “Looks like you’re having an enchanted evening, Miss,” the driver said.
“I am,” I answered honestly. “This has been the best night of my life.”
Christopher scooped me into his arms. I laughed and put on a show of mock protest as he carried me to the limo. Inside the vehicle, we continued our make-out session. I considered the idea of making love to him but brushed the thought
away quickly. I barely knew Christopher. My desire didn’t matter anyway. He was a gentleman, and I was not that girl. I would not lose my virginity in the back of any vehicle. My first time would be special.
My contemplation quickly ended as the sweet moment of heat suddenly
turned urgent. I went from never wanting our passionate kissing to end to feeling like his tongue was choking me. When I pushed him back, he slowed his aggressive kisses. I felt an urge to scream and flee, but I told myself I was just being crazy.
Denying to myself how forceful he had been moments before, I fell into the
magic moment of our kiss again. His hand, set gently on my thigh, slowly began
to creep, traveling further up my leg. Before I comprehended what was
happening, he slipped a finger into my panties and yanked them down.
“No,” I cried out.
My words were silenced as his mouth covered mine roughly. He kissed me
harder. I beat on his chest. I couldn’t breathe. I didn’t want him to touch me anymore. The reality flooded over me. I found out his flaw. When he lifted off
me long enough for me to catch my breath, I scrambled as far away from him as
I could.
“No, I don’t want this. I want to go home,” I cried.
“I thought I would get a glimpse of it on the beach, but you disappointed me.
What, I am not good enough to get the Chase treatment? I am handsome enough,
rich enough. Why are you holding back with me?” He slid closer to me. “You don’t have to pretend to be the sweet virgin. Everyone knows what a fun girl you
are. Why, you’re the talk of the school, Caitlyn.”
Stunned, I didn’t know what to say, except, “No!”
“Seth told everyone how your movie theatre date went. He called you his little Alanis. I prefer a bit more full body contact, but I wouldn’t have objected to such an appetizer.”
“What? He was lying. We didn’t even kiss,” I exclaimed.
“I don’t believe you. You were supposed to be special. I gave you gifts. I tried to romance you. Instead, I found out what you really are – a whore.”
“I didn’t know the gifts were from you.” Did he ask me to prom because of
the lies?
Christopher’s lip curled up in disgust. “Have you fucked the entire school by
now, or are there a few left on your list?”
