The next morning I was in a state of panic.
And I was reminded of exactly how I felt the first time I kissed Abel Mathis.
The first time I kissed Abel Mathis was two years ago- when I was 17 years old. I went on a trip with my parents to Galicia- where she is a Diplomat's daughter. We were at a dinner, and I immediately noticed her. I thought she was pretty, and I found myself attracted to her. I had already accepted within myself that I had this attraction to my gender- however I knew nothing would come of it. Or could come of it.
Abel was talkative, loud, and even somewhat obnoxious. But I couldn't keep my eyes off her. At one point between dinner and dessert, I went outside to the courtyard to get some air. Anytime I saw a girl I found myself attracted to, I would get anxious and feel like I needed to leave the room.
I sat under a gazebo in the courtyard, in the dark, when I heard footsteps walking toward me.
"Hello, Duchess Lucy."
I looked up to see Abel Mathis, a lit cigarette in her hand. "Can I join you?" she asked me.
"Oh...sure." I said, moving over to make room for Abel.
She sat down next to me, closer than I thought she would. She then held out her cigarette to me. "Want to smoke?"
"No, thank you." I said, "You shouldn't even be smoking. You'll get in trouble."
"And? What's the worst that'll happen? I'll get kicked out of dinner? Oh no. Terrible." Abel said, in a fake scared voice. She then looked at me, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "However, if I got kicked out, I wouldn't get to know you more. Don't think I didn't notice you looking at me, Duchess."
I felt myself blush. "Please, just call me Lucy." I said back. What else could I say?
"Well, Lucy. Am I right? Were you looking at me?" Abel turned to me and took a drag of her cigarette.
I turned to her, my hands shaky. "Yes. I was looking at you."
Abel smiled at me. "Knew it. Let me guess, Lucy. You're a closeted lesbian who can't come out because it'll disgrace her royal family?"
I took a deep breath. "Yes. You're correct. But you cannot say a word to anyone, do you understand me?"
Abel raised an eyebrow. "Your tone was actually quite threatening there. It kind of turns me on, you know?"
I couldn't help but to chuckle, "You're something else, Abel."
"I find you to be very pretty, Lucy." Abel looked at me. She looked at me in a way that I always dreamed of being looked at by a girl. Then she said, "What do you say we hook up before you wind up getting married to some rich dude? I can fulfill all of the fantasies you probably have about girls late at night when you're trying to sleep."
"And how will you do that?" I asked Abel, the air getting heavy with tension between us.
"Well, first let me kiss you." Abel threw her cigarette down and stomped on it.
My first kiss. And I can't believe it's with a girl.
"Well, then. Go on." I said, and Abel met my lips with hers. It quickly got intense, and we wound up making out with me straddling her.
The next morning I woke up in a panic that everyone knew what we did. And not being able to believe that it actually happened. But also- I was full of excitement. And wanting to kiss her again- and then some.
The next night was another dinner. Abel and I snuck off to another room and we had sex. My first time having sex.
Before I saw Abel again on the soccer field and in the woods, I had sex with her five other times at events. We were drawn to each other, and it was fun having this secret with her.

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A Touch of Sunshine (gxg)
RomanceLucy Finn, a 19-year-old Duchess in a Royal family, is carrying a big secret. She likes girls- and always has. With an unaccepting family, Lucy has always had to keep this part of herself hidden. That is, until 20 -year-old Valerie Maddow, a loos...