Kiss and Cry by Ramona Lipson Read Free Book Online

“he’s so fine!”
    “What did you do in the car?“
    “We snogged. He took off the top part of my dress, and sucked my boobs! I will tell you, my earlobes are so sensitive! All this time, I’ve only been using them to listen to people. I didn’t know how friggin hot it can be to have someone nibble on them! He said he wanted my snatch to be like the top of his head when he takes my virginity!”
    “We can do something about that. Mines already done,” commented Tara.
    “Sure, I’m in!”
    “Sierra’s breaking up with Carter right now!” I updated.
    “Get out, how do you know?”
    “We walked passed them on our way back to the cafeteria. Carter was saying,’it can’t be over.’ Did she show you what she wanted to show you?”
    “Not yet, I haven’t seen her.”
    “Maybe she will look for you after she’s finishes breaking up with Carter. Have you seen Harper?”
    “Yes,” Tara said bitterly. “Skank is dressed like Avril Lavigne, she’s hanging off Jeremy like some lovesick puppy. I wanted to hook up with him before I started dating Carter, but it’s not working out that way.”
    “You like Jeremy?”
    “I thought you knew.”
    “More than Carter?”
    “I’m not sure, I’ll have to try both flavours. I’ll tell you which one I like after I’ve tasted them!”
    “You better get back out there and be there for Carter.”
    “Okay, How’s my makeup?”
    “Never better, go on!”
    When we got back ‘Timber’ by Pitbull was playing and we ran onto the dance floor shaking our booties. We danced a few more times before the last slow song of the night was announced. Adam stole me away from Tara leading me to an open spot in the corner of the dance floor, Harper was hanging off Jeremy and Tara was in Carter’s arms.
    ‘100 Years’ came on from Five for Fighting. He took me into his arms and I felt safe and protected. You could hardly call what we were doing dancing. We were just standing on the dance floor making out. In my heart of hearts, I knew our happiness was short lived. Once I was back in training, I wouldn’t have time to spend with him anymore.
    Adam offered to take me home. He dropped me off a block from my house, and when I was safely tucked away in my warm bed, Tara debriefed me via text messages.
     
    Double Date
     
    “Put that phone down and come eat your breakfast before it gets cold!” ordered mom. When skating stopped, family meals took off like wildfires. My own injury snared me into these breakfast and dinner meetings my parents which were used for strategizing my to-be gold medal win at the Olympics. Mom went on and on about how cute Ryan is and how we are going to become the perfect unbeatable couple. She was astonished that I never met him before at any of the competitions even though we were competing on the same team. She kept saying, how pleased I would be when I finally met him.
    “Just a second, I’m texting Tara.” The smell of bacon and toast were beginning to make my mouth water. Mom placed dads dish in front of him, he had a full breakfast with eggs, bacon, toast and orange juice. I texted Tara:
     
    Dalia: GG (GG is our short form for gotta go.)
     
    Mom placed my dish if you could call it that in front of me. It had the tiniest scoop of eggs I’d ever seen and a child’s portion of orange juice, “Where’s the rest of it?” I asked sarcastically.
    “Your mom and I noticed you’re putting on weight since you’ve been off the ice. We’re reducing your portions until you go back. We don’t want you to become a heifer!”
    “Dad you’re so charming!” He was Simon Cowell’s twin in the looks and wit department without the British accent, money or ear for music.
    “We’re just protecting you,” mom sided with dad.
    “Now that we know when you’re cleared to skate, we’ve taken the liberty of inviting Ryan and his mother over next Sunday for Thanksgiving dinner so the two of you can meet. You start practice the following Tuesday 7:00