Sixteen
Crimson Ashland
We danced well into the night after Catesby was kicked out of the palace. I could still feel his lips on mine, but I reasoned it was because of the newness of the sensation. I hadn’t been kissed before. Catesby was my first. Raoul kept me close the whole night when we finally retired to his room, he said, “That was your first kiss, wasn’t it?”
I swallowed. “I…well…”
He shook his head. “I should have put my sword through him.”
“It’s fine,” I said.
“No, it isn’t. He took advantage of you,” he gripped my arm, “I should have been your first.”
He was staring at me now. Eying my lips with a kind of hunger that I hadn’t seen before. “I’ve thought about you lips for ages, since the first t
