Chapter 81 Kissing (2/2)

”I mean, it looks all romantic and stuff but is it really?”

”Is what really?” asked Sam as he sat down.

Kyle crossed his hands in front of him while shaking his head vigorously towards Sam. Sam looked at him in puzzlement, asking, ”What?”

”Kay was asking what french kissing is like,” explained Beatrice with a straight face.

Sam's eyes bulged wide open and turned to look at Kay, then to Kyle slowly. ”Why would you be asking Kyle that?”

Xing Han came back then, with some cheese fries and sat down next to Kyle as he said, ”This will have to do for now until the rest are ready.”

He noticed the silence at the table and asked, ”What?”

Kyle finally got his coughing under control and he turned to Kay, his face unreadable as he said, ”What on Earth Kay? Where did that question come from??!”

”I'm curious,” Kay said, thinking about how she felt when Jason had kissed her and tried to force his tongue in, ”Tell me, brother. What's it like? Is it really that good?”

”Wait. What?!” Sam turned to look at Kyle, ”You've FRENCH KISSED someone before?! WHEN?!!!”

Xing Han gasped, banging his hands on the table, ”KYLE! HOW COULD YOU!! You never told me!!!”

Kyle looked at the really curious Kay, then at the rest who was just staring at him and he banged his forehead on the table. He lay there, with face downwards and forehead on the table, the then closed his ears with his hands.

Xing Han was having none of that. He grabbed Kyle's hands and pried them open. Putting his head right next to Kyle's ears, he hissed, ”SPILL IT.”

[Great. Thanks a lot, Kay]

Kay giggled, [Erm, sorry? But I really am curious]

[Couldn't you have asked me in private? Now what am I going to tell them?]

[You'll think of something. Seriously, Kyle, I am sorry. It came out without thinking. I was just remembering Jason and then ... well, can I really ... I mean, it was so disgusting. I don't know if I can ever ... kiss someone or even enjoy it.]

Kyle sighed. It was understandable for her thoughts and fears. Her first experience and it had to be by that douchebag.

Xing Han was still pestering him and he suddenly sat up straight.

”Fine, fine, I'll tell,” Kyle said while rubbing the back of his neck. His thought quickly, and decided to be as truthful as possible about his first kiss - with some minor adjustments since it's really his memory from his past life.

”First, don't ask me when it happened, okay? Otherwise, I'm not going to say anything. Deal?”

Xing Han nodded quickly, looking like a chicken pecking for food. Sam nodded and Beatrice just stared at him. Kyle looked at her pointedly and she finally nodded slowly.

”And no telling ANYone about this. Not even to Ali,” Kyle stressed.

”Just get on with it!” Xing Han said impatiently.

Kyle took a deep breath, and with a straight face, lied as he said, ”Okay ... so ... there was this girl that kinda liked me and confessed. I rejected her, of course, and then she started crying. So, I had to comfort her, right? You know how I don't like seeing girls cry.”

Xing Han and Sam nodded, knowing this part of Kyle very well.

”Anyway, I hugged her to stop her from crying when she just ... suddenly ... hugged me tight then kissed me on the lips,” Kyle said. So far, all of that had been a lie since he had to create a believable start. It was half-truths, actually.

He did get his first kiss from his first confession. In his past life, it was the guy who had confessed to her, and she accepted. She was beyond happy to know that the guy she had a crush on, actually returned her feelings. After the successful confession, he had kissed her.

From this point, Kyle told the truth as he remembered what it was like and his feelings then.

”I was shocked, really. Too shocked to process much at that point,” Kyle admitted, ”Her lips were soft and yes, it was nice.”

”Did you kiss her back?” Xing Han asked excitedly.

”Er ... y-yeah,” Kyle stammered, ”Huge mistake since that made her think she could change my mind. Her kiss became, erm, more intense then and ... well, long story short, I also had my first french kiss.”

”Was it weird?” Kay asked, ”What did it really feel like? For a tongue to meet a tongue? What did a tongue feel like? Does it have any taste?”

”Urgh. Kay, please,” Kyle groaned, ”Seriously?”

All of them nodded.