one moment after another

Had Adam really kissed Eli back, or was that Gracie? Her other self. Had she deprived her that much?

It was a sick feeling. Really, it was. Adam wanted to understand it. Only they'd kissed more. To define the moment, perhaps. To make it real. Yes, this was real. She did have feelings for Eli, but there was Clare. Adam wanted Clare so badly. Was that so wrong. Her true self wanted this. He did. Yet, he couldn't quite believe Gracie wanted anything. Or did she.

God, it was sick having that other personality come out. The one who liked to cut herself. The one who was never happy. And yet, Eli had made her quite happy.

Adam had to think of Clare. Their date. Their time out.

When he went to pick her up, Adam knew Clare had her reservations.

"I'm going to be the best boyfriend, you ever had." Adam promised. After all, he did take her to a nice Italian place. Clare dressed up. She looked like a doll. All those curves. Just so adorable. And she had been sweet to Adam too. They'd found plenty to talk about. Really, Adam felt comfortable with Clare. It was just what he wanted.

Then the moment arrived. It only they could have done this down at the river. Anywhere but on her doorstep. Clare was on the top step. Adam just a step below her. His hands still in his pockets. He wouldn't try to be too clingy. There lips met. The puckered slightly. Adam hesitated. But it wouldn't be real without tongue.

He thought Clare might lose conscious soon enough. Yes, he'd mastered the kiss, thanks to Eli.