Chapter 13

She smirked and winked. “I guess you’ll just have to learn Lithuanian if you want to find out.”

“Not fair!” I laughed, pulling her to me and hugging her. She laughed and squirmed as I tickled her sides. I relented after a few seconds and she held me tight as she caught her breath. She finally looked up at me, seemingly confused.

“You’re sure you’re not a virgin, right? Because girls should be throwing themselves at you, I’m telling you. You’re funny, charming, smart, good-looking and genuinely nice. So what’s wrong with the women here?”

“I’m flattered and I couldn’t say.” I replied. “Maybe none of them are as great as you.”

She blushed at what I said and then thought for a moment. “D’you know what a Dutch kiss is?”

I shook my head.

“It’s basically just a kiss you give someone for any old reason,” she explained. “Just spreading affection across the world. I’ll give you one because you deserve one.”

“If you say so,” was my response. “What do I do?”

“Kiss me back is all you need to do. It’s not weird because I’m your aunt, is it?”

I laughed again. “We’ve already established that particular dynamic doesn’t work for us, so yeah, it shouldn’t be a problem.”

“Good,” she said, turning us around so I was now the one against the sculpture. “Now don’t be tense, a Dutch Kiss is just for the hell of it, okay?”

I nodded.

She certainly didn’t seem nervous about it, since she put her arms around me and pressed her lips to mine, kissing me firmly. I put my arms around her back and returned the kiss, thrilling to the feel of her soft body pressed to mine. Her wonderful breasts squashed to my chest, her trim stomach flat with mine and our hips touching. I felt I stir down there I had no hope of preventing, but she didn’t respond to it.

Her lips were warm, tasting of a lightly cherry gloss. Her hair was next to my face and smelled of herbs. Her fingers flexed on my back and she hummed very lightly into my mouth. I’d kissed plenty of girls before, but it had never been like this.

She slowly broke the kiss and looked into my eyes, a hint of a smile on her face. “See? A Dutch Kiss. And you did well.”

“Thanks,” I said, smiling back. “Like you said, kiss for the hell of it, right? Now I just need to find girls to practice on.”

She sighed whimsically and grinned. “Well, if you find no one smart enough to volunteer, I suppose you can rely on me.”

“Sounds good,” I replied. “Assuming, of course, that my parents or anyone they know don’t find out.”

“Good point,” she admitted. “Teaching my nephew how to Dutch kiss, Karen may not quite understand.”

“Then we won’t tell her, okay?”

“Deal,” Alexa said, leaning in again and giving me another kiss. We then stood and she put her arm through mine while looking around the center of the maze. “Crap, I don’t even know where we came in, do you?”

“Possibly, but I think it’d be more fun to rely on your confusion to escape our prison.” I declared, putting my hand over her eyes to shut them and then spinning her in place a few times. She giggled and protested but did not stop me. I finally stopped her and let her lean on me while she recovered and then told her to pick a direction.

She pointed somewhat dazedly in a random direction and I led her into one of the lanes of the maze. She sighed and put her head on my shoulder as we walked, having no clue where we were going and not really trying, either. I don’t think we were ready to escape the maze yet.

Ten minutes later, we still hadn’t found our way out. She leaned against me, laughing. I held her gently and she finally looked up at me.

“Alex, it’s okay for you to hold me, you know. I won’t break and I’ve been held tight by plenty of people I liked a lot less than you.”

I nodded, determined to keep up with her. I put my arms around her and held her tight, loving the feel of her luscious body against mine. She caressed my back as we hugged and then smelled my chest.

“You really do smell nice,” she said softly. “Not just what you’re wearing but your body scent.”

“Thanks,” I said, my cheek against the head. “I’ve gotta admit, your scent really does it for me too.”

“I noticed,” she giggled, causing me to blush. She smiled and patted my chest. “Oh, don’t be silly and embarrassed. If I couldn’t get that reaction out of you then I’d be the one who was embarrassed. A girl doesn’t keep her body that close to a boy’s if she minds a reaction. It’s natural and I’m flattered.”

“Well be really flattered then, Alexa, because I’ve never known any girl as pretty or sexy as you.” I admitted. She didn’t say anything for a moment but looked into my face and caressed the hair on the side of my head. She smiled somewhat shyly and turned away a little.

“You’re never going to stop earning Dutch Kisses at this rate,” she murmured. “Shall we keep walking?”

“Do we plan on staying lost or do you need to see more campus?” I asked cheerfully.

“Oh, I don’t feel lost with you around,” she purred, taking my hand and walking along. “So here’s the deal- every time we stop to conclude we’re lost, we Dutch Kiss. Deal?”

“I’ve never wanted to stay lost on purpose before.” I mused, smirking at her. She giggled and pressed herself to me and kissed me again. I held her and returned the kiss, noting that she pulled her camera out and snapped the act before resuming walking, pulling me along by the hand. We ended up back at the center and I had to catch her because she was laughing so hard she almost fell.

“Oh my God, I suck at this...” she tittered, allowing me to bring her to a stone bench nestled against one of the hedge walls. She didn’t sit down beside me but rather on my lap, like it was the most natural thing in the world. I knew something would start stirring and hoped she wouldn’t feel it.

She turned and smirked at me and I knew I was busted.

“I know, I know,” I said quietly. “Don’t be afraid of what’s natural.”

“Damn right,” she said, wiggling her butt gently against my hips for a moment. “Nothing for either of us to be embarrassed about.”

She sat on my lap for a few minutes, seemingly lost in thought. I sat patiently, my hands placed gently on her waist while she ruminated about something. She took a few pictures of us, one of which showed her kissing me on the cheek again. Finally she stood up and took me by the hand, picking a different route to try and escape the maze. I think we were both secretly pleased when we had to admit were were lost again and forced to share a Dutch Kiss. She pushed my back against the hedge wall and then leaned in to kiss me, her feet leaving the ground. I held her as we kissed, trying not to worry about crashing through the wall. Thankfully it held.

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