“You love me?” I ask the question but I don’t know why. Kai has been proving his love every day since that kiss on the Ferris wheel.

He chuckles and leans forward, wrapping his arms around my waist. “Don’t ask questions you already know the answer to.”

I grab both sides of his face. “I love you too, Kai.”

“I know.”

“Whatever.” I laugh. “And I, um, I think I’m ready.”

At that his eyes widen and he licks his lips. “Ready? For…”

“Yeah. For that.”

I wasn’t planning on telling him that tonight. It’s been on my mind for a while, but I wanted to wait until this weekend since both of our parents will be working.

“Are you sure?” He tilts his head.

“Yes. I’ve thought about it a lot. Why? Oh God, are you not? That’s okay, we can…”

He brings his hand around to lay on top of mine. “Don’t freak out. I’m ready too.”

“You are? Since when?”

“Mmm, like a year ago.”

A year?! I’ve been confident that I’m ready for sex for a few weeks. He’s been ready for a year! “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“I don’t know. I just figured when you were ready you’d say something. I didn’t want you to feel pressured.”

I lean down and kiss him softly. “Okay. Okay, good. Let’s do this.”

I reach down to pull his shirt up, but he grabs my hands. “Woah, woah. Slow down. We’re not about to have our first time when your dad is downstairs sleeping. We have time. I want it to be perfect for you.”

“I want it to be perfect for you too.”

“It’s already perfect for me because it’s with you.”

“You know, I’m waiting for the day when I find out that you’re not actually real. That you’re a rom-com movie clone or a science experiment for the perfect man come to life.” He laughs and nuzzles his head against my stomach. “I’m so serious. How do you always know exactly what to say?”

He shrugs. “I don’t. I just say what feels right. I watch how my dad treats my mom and how happy she is and it just…comes to me.”

Like I said, some kind of reward from the universe.

“Don’t ever change, Kai.”

“Wasn’t planning on it.” He kisses me deeply and I moan into his mouth. He pushes up off his knees and pins me against the bed, climbing on top of me.

I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist and give in to the feeling. I can feel him growing hard between us, even through his sweatpants, and I reach down to run my palm against him.

He bucks under my touch and breaks free of our kiss. “Shit.” He jumps off my bed and I sit up to watch him. “I’m gonna go before I change my mind about waiting.”

“What if I want you to change your mind?” I bat my eyelashes. He leans forward and kisses my forehead, nose, and lips.