" Yeah. So do you want to watch a movie?" I said I would love to and fixed us some ice cream while she picked a movie. We ended up watching "Luck of ...he Irish". We finished our frozen snacks about 15 miniutes into the movie, I looked at the beautiful face of my cousin and brushed a blonde piece of hair out of her face. I leaned forward and licked some ice cream off the corner of her lips. She grabbed the remote and hit pause before grabbing my head and our lips collided. At first it was just. After hearing this she had a smile on her face and joined me on the sofa to watch a movie.Me: what type of movie do you want to watch?Asha: let me see either comedy or otherwise you suggest.Me: ok let see comedy but do you want to see adult comedy or romance?After hearing romance she looking at me with a questioned face and I was worried about her reaction then she smiled and said ok let see romance.Then I started the movie hate story 3 which is a thriller but have romantic scenes as well. My. "Chris could give French lessons, believe me." Yeah, yeah." Mark gave me a cream-filled smile cause he knew exactly what I was talking about. "I'm just saying, the way Elsa looks at him, she might want some lessons." And the way Derek looks at me?" I pulled up my panties, little white bikini underwear with a little pink bow. "You're not getting jealous are you?" Me?" Mark knew I was teasing him."Chris wouldn't do anything anyway," I laughed."But if he did?" Mark asked and he'd finished his. Now, however, they were just sad. They stared blankly out upon the world without really seeing anything . . . least of all, me. But then, it was all because of me that she had that look. All because of that Valentine’s Day night, one year ago. We’d had a fight – another one – and I’d had a few too many glasses of wine. I can’t remember what the fight was about, exactly, but I do remember that it was my fault. I mentioned something about her dress, which I knew an ex-boyfriend had purchased for.