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at us, taking in our state of undress and the tangled mess of my hair. “To talk, hmmm? And this?” She gestured at our hands.
    Kyle lifted his chin. “We’re together now.”
    We hadn’t exactly decided that, per se, since we’d started kissing without actually agreeing to anything official. But I wasn’t about to say any of that, not here, not now. And we were together, even if we hadn’t made it “official.”
    “I see,” Mrs. Calloway said. “You’re together, now. Are you sure that’s a good idea? You’re both so young.”
    Kyle frowned at his mom. “Seriously? Colt had a girlfriend at sixteen and I don’t remember you guys saying shit to him about it.”
    “Watch your language, young man,” she said, her voice hard. “And for the record, we did say something to him. The same thing I’m saying to you now. Just because you didn’t hear the conversation doesn’t mean it didn’t happen. You were, what, eleven? Your father and I would not have had that conversation with your brother in front of you, Kyle.”
    Kyle sighed. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. But—”
    “Just be careful, okay?” Mrs. Calloway cut in over her son.
    “Mom, no, we weren’t—I mean we haven’t—”
    “I’m not having that talk with you, Kyle. Especially not in front of Nell. All I’m going to say is, now and going forward, whatever you do or don’t do…be careful.” She turned away, tucking the mail under her arm, then stopped and glanced back at us. “And I mean that in an emotional sense, not just physical. You two have been best friends your whole life. Crossing the line into more…that’s a line you can’t uncross.” Something in her tone of voice and the way she stared into middle distance had me wondering if she knew what she was saying from personal experience.
    “We know that, Mom. That’s what we were talking about, actually.”
    “Well…good.” She vanished into the house, nose already buried in her phone.
    I stood with Kyle in his driveway. “That wasn’t so bad.”
    “No, but that was Mom. She’ll call Dad, and he’ll call me, and we’ll have ‘the talk.’”
    I contorted my face into an expression of commiseration. “Yeah, I’ve probably got that talk waiting for me at home right now.”
    He laughed. “Didn’t we already have this talk with them when we were kids?”
    “No, that was different, I’m pretty sure. Then, they were explaining what’s what and what goes where and why. This is…” I trailed off, unsure how to finish the statement.
    “Why we should wait? And how to be responsible if we don’t?”
    “Exactly.” I was almost absurdly relieved that we’d gotten through that discussion without having to say anything overtly embarrassing.  
    Again, not ready. So not ready.  
    But then I felt his hands sliding onto my back to pull me into an embrace, and suddenly the idea of more with him didn’t seem so absurd.  
    More…eventually.

Chapter 2: Lucky I’m In Love
    January

    Kyle and I had settled into a comfortable but exciting relationship. In a very significant way, not much had changed between us. We were the same as we’d always been, we just held hands at school and kissed in the hallways, in his car, on the couch in front of movies. Our parents did indeed have “the talk” with both of us about being safe, which was beyond mortifying. They didn’t even give me a chance to tell them we hadn’t even gone past kissing, or that sex wasn’t on our horizon, as yet.
    At least, it wasn’t on mine. Kyle seemed to be taking his cues from me, and I was content to let things stay where they were. I liked kissing Kyle. I liked making out with him on the couch. It was maybe a little like how I hadn’t wanted to push our relationship from friendship into dating, simply because I hadn’t wanted to change something I enjoyed.  
    In reality, deep down, I was scared. I might have psyched myself out a bit with all the shows and movies I’d watched with Becca and