It wasn't until Stacey's tongue touched his that Jethro jolted back to reality. He quickly pulled away, his eyes wide with shock, as he stared at Stacey in confusion.
"Oh my god, Stacey, I'm so sorry." He exclaimed. His voice was shaking slightly. "I...I didn't mean to...I thought you were...I don't know what came over me."
Stacey smiled to herself, trying to hide the triumph she felt. She had finally kissed Jethro, and it wasn't bad.
She looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief before saying, "It's okay, Jethro. I'm fine. Just a little...dizzy, that's all. Thank you for saving my life. I thought I could do it all alone."
Jethro nodded, still looking flustered, and helped Stacey stood on her feet.
"Thank you for understanding. I...I thought you will accuse me of sexually assaulting you." Jethro said.
"Why will I? It's just a kiss, and it wasn't bad. We were both lost, and I don't think it's bad." Stacey said, trying to keep Jethro calm. She has just seen another side of Jethro, and she loved it. He was a gentleman and respected women.
"I....I think we have had enough swimming lessons for today. We should rest." Jethro said, and Stacey nodded in agreement, trying to play it cool, but inside, she was doing the happy dance.
As they walked back to the house, Jethro couldn't help but steal glances at Stacey's ass. He had always thought of her as just his sister's best friend, but now he couldn't shake off the feeling that there was something more between them, even though he had a girlfriend.
He felt disturbed that his sister would not like it. He thought she might get angry if she learned that he was developing feelings for her best friend. But as he looked at Stacey, he couldn't help but wonder if maybe, just maybe, this was the beginning of their relationship.
Stacey, on the other hand, was walking on cloud nine at that moment. She had taken a risk, and it had paid off. She had kissed Jethro, and she didn't regret it. When she entered Anabel's room, she checked herself in the mirror and couldn't help but smile. She looked happy, carefree, and maybe, just maybe, a little bit in love.
"I saw everything." She heard a voice from the back and flicked. She turned, and it was Anabel.
"You saw everything?" Stacey asked.
"Yeah," Anabel replied.
"What did you see?" Stacey asked.
"I heard my brother shouting your name. I peeked through the window and saw him pressing your chest." Anabel said with a smile.
"Why didn't you come out?" Stacey asked.
"Why will I come when he was already doing something? I don't want to spoil your plans." Anabe said.
"My plan? How? I don't understand."
"Don't even try to deny it. I know you were acting. So I didn't want to disturb the lovebirds."
"You know?"
"I'm your best friend. I know what you are capable of. I confirm when he gave you mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. I saw how you wrapped your arms around him. How you guys were kissing each other." Anabel said, and Stacey's face was flushed with embarrassment.
"Yeah, I saw it coming. It wouldn't have happened if he had come. You will be so shy to kiss him as deep as I saw." Anabel added.
"So you are rooting for us?" Stacey asked.
"I just don't want to put asunder. Besides, I don't like his girlfriend. She's cheating on him. I don't know why he didn't let her go." Anabel replied. They were still talking when Stacey's phone rang. It was her father.