Catalina nodded slowly. "My parents always wanted me to be something that I was not. Making me wear those constricting dresses and act like the perfect daughter at their parties, act like the girl they wish they had. When everyone left, it was no more bragging about me. It was, "Lose more weight, you look like an American" (lol) or "Stand up straight" even "Laugh more daintily". They hate when I sketch. They hate everything I am. When my father said that I should become a Death Eater, and I refused, he did not speak to me for a couple of weeks." She stopped, sighing. "My mother was a little more understanding, saying that she would give me some time to think about it. I adamently told her that I did not need any time to think about it. I will not join those evil monsters. They are going to lose anyway."
She blushed at how much she had just revealed and looked away from him momentarily. "It would be really awkward for you to feel like a brother, Sterling, but I do not feel that way about you. I am comfortable around you, but not like that."
Catalina wrapped her arms around his neck, slowly pulling him closer as she caressed his tongue with hers. She giggled into his mouth from her happiness, and she moaned as he mirrored what she was doing. She pulled away and said, "I want you to think of a way to kiss me, Sterling. Something that I have not taught you." She smiled beautifully.