I had never been with a woman before, even though it had always been a deep, secret desire of mine.

But I didn't think my first experience would be with my roommate, of all people.

Lexi, I love the girly, feminine touches you add to the apartment.

I looked in surprise at Becca as she spoke.

She was admiring the new throw pillows I had picked up at T.J. Max. Her fingers ran across the

fringed edges. She was a great roommate, but it was me who had turned the house into a home,

adding cute details to every room. I sat down on the couch next to her, bowl of popcorn in my lap. It was our twice

monthly roommate movie night, and tonight, an indie romance film was on the schedule. I wasn't

expecting the movie to be so damn spicy. Becca seemed flustered by it, too. I had to laugh to myself

because she didn't strike me as the most sensual or romantic person. I put the empty bowl of

popcorn aside, and suddenly Becca put her hand on my thigh.

Shit!

She said, snapping her hand back.

I seriously didn't mean to do that.

I don't know what I was thinking.

But my heart was already racing.

We had never flirted, at least not obviously, but I had always wondered

what it would be like to be with a woman. Becca just had that way about her. She was gorgeous

with this magnetic quality I couldn't explain. I know it was crazy, but I was already picturing us kissing.

Then we really were kissing. It all happened so fast. I blame myself because when she pulled her hand

away, I pulled it back.

"'Then we locked eyes. Then I was leaning in.

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