Summary: The kiss between Ryan and Marissa in "The O.C. Confidential". Ryan's POV. Please Review!
Disclaimer: I own nothing in the story below involved with The O.C.—including characters and lines in italics.
I guess we can do whatever we want.
Well what do you want to do?
I stare right at her. What do I want to do? Isn't it obvious? It's what I've wanted to do all day, all night, since the party.
I think my eyes give me away because she looks away. This is bad. Wait, she looks back up again and so do I.
I turn and lean in at the same time that she does. My hand instinctively goes to the back of her head, to her soft hair. I forgot what her hair feels like, soft and just right. Without even realizing it, my head turns in the familiar way. At the exact same moment we both pause.
Did I act too soon?
We inch ever closer until my lips are on top of hers. It just feels…right. Until she pulls away.
Ryan, wait. We've waited a really long time for this.
I did act too soon. She doesn't want to, she wants to be just friends. Have I been misreading the signals?
So…what…Do you want to stop?
Please say no.
No. I can breathe again. I just think we can do better than the front seat of Sandy's car.
My thoughts exactly. Thank heavens it was her who said not me.
I know a guy who has a pool house all to himself.
Think he would let us borrow it?
Oh yeah.
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