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acceptance in my actions, I wriggle higher, carefully returning his last kiss to him.
He smells like Mediterranean thunder laced with a masculine fragrance. His body is warm and snug, a safe haven in a cold world. There's no expectation or pressure, just the weirdest feeling of having known each other forever, needing no words, having no urgency.
It's safe.
He's safe... and tastes like forbidden temptation. He's so delicious I keep nibbling his lip.
What the heck is wrong with me?
Wilting into him, it's wonderful when he folds his arms around me again, wrapping me up in his sanctuary.
It's so emotionally intense it prickles my eyes with glassy moisture, encouraging me to increase my hold around his neck, tightening the tourniquet that shuts down reason so we can hold this exquisite treasure a little longer.
Waves scribble furiously into the sand, recording our tenderness, witnessing the moment I fall in love with Seithe by carving their signatures into the damp earth.
The testimony is signed by the sea and the sky, the elemental guardian angels erupting in a wet scramble when rain drops a waxy seal onto sun-bleached parchment.
It feels biblical, preordained, almighty.
He hugs me tight, murmuring, “We need to move, it's bulleting down from the heavens.”
Heaven is the perfect word.
Heaven is weeping for you. I'm your witness. I saw into your heart and felt the hollow ache you've buried there.
Ignoring the rain, I broach his trust. “I saw you that day on the beach. Why are you so sad?”
His eyes shutter, emotion stunted with cauterizing brutality.
“My mom died,” he says, his divine baritone snapping into a heartbroken crack.
Bowing his head, he looks away, but the tears flushed up before he could bury them with pride.
“I'm so sorry.” I don't know what else to say, but I do know that with one sentence I obliterated our romantic moment.
He nods, gazing away from me, hiding his eyes. He speaks into the wind with hoarse emotion, “We really need to get moving.”
This time I don't object, relishing when he holds my hand, pulling me up with him into a stand, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and sprinting with me up the incline.
Where are we going? His home... or mine?
Chapter 9
Tasmin:
We run all the way home, and it's with anguish that I let him kiss me goodbye.
“I need to go, I have to keep an eye on my sister and brothers. I'll catch you soon,” he says, kissing me again, lingering long enough to wrap my heart around his fist in possessive pleasure.
Delicately thumbing my cheekbone, he smiles down at me, his eyes glowing shimmering silver, igniting enthralled fascination within me.
He dips, pecking my lips again, “See you soon.”
He doesn't say goodbye, he just takes off at a sprint into the deluge, blurring and then vanishing inside the misty haze.
Sagging heavily against the front door, I hug myself, smiling happiness. Turning, I sink my key into the lock, twisting the mechanism and opening the door, tentacles of warning licking my nape and making me pause to stare out into the smudging view.
Unwilling to pay it mind, I close the door behind me, ready to paint my nails and start primping for tomorrow's party.
I have his cell phone number, but he said it doesn't work for calls, only text messages, and asked me to let him know what time to meet me, with the address for Andi's.
It's a date!
God I am so excited I have to call Carrie. She seemed rather taken with Jowendrhan. Andi's party should rock at this rate.
*
Seithe:
Getting ready to brave the night and the lashings of rain, I step out of the shower, wrapping a towel around my hips, strolling to the basin to brush my teeth.
Squeezing toothpaste onto the brush, popping it into my mouth to bristle vigorously, I must admit today's worked a charm.
I'm surfing tomorrow morning and finally getting places with Taz. Andi's party should see just how deeply teenagers fall in love. I'm feeling cautiously
He smells like Mediterranean thunder laced with a masculine fragrance. His body is warm and snug, a safe haven in a cold world. There's no expectation or pressure, just the weirdest feeling of having known each other forever, needing no words, having no urgency.
It's safe.
He's safe... and tastes like forbidden temptation. He's so delicious I keep nibbling his lip.
What the heck is wrong with me?
Wilting into him, it's wonderful when he folds his arms around me again, wrapping me up in his sanctuary.
It's so emotionally intense it prickles my eyes with glassy moisture, encouraging me to increase my hold around his neck, tightening the tourniquet that shuts down reason so we can hold this exquisite treasure a little longer.
Waves scribble furiously into the sand, recording our tenderness, witnessing the moment I fall in love with Seithe by carving their signatures into the damp earth.
The testimony is signed by the sea and the sky, the elemental guardian angels erupting in a wet scramble when rain drops a waxy seal onto sun-bleached parchment.
It feels biblical, preordained, almighty.
He hugs me tight, murmuring, “We need to move, it's bulleting down from the heavens.”
Heaven is the perfect word.
Heaven is weeping for you. I'm your witness. I saw into your heart and felt the hollow ache you've buried there.
Ignoring the rain, I broach his trust. “I saw you that day on the beach. Why are you so sad?”
His eyes shutter, emotion stunted with cauterizing brutality.
“My mom died,” he says, his divine baritone snapping into a heartbroken crack.
Bowing his head, he looks away, but the tears flushed up before he could bury them with pride.
“I'm so sorry.” I don't know what else to say, but I do know that with one sentence I obliterated our romantic moment.
He nods, gazing away from me, hiding his eyes. He speaks into the wind with hoarse emotion, “We really need to get moving.”
This time I don't object, relishing when he holds my hand, pulling me up with him into a stand, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and sprinting with me up the incline.
Where are we going? His home... or mine?
Chapter 9
Tasmin:
We run all the way home, and it's with anguish that I let him kiss me goodbye.
“I need to go, I have to keep an eye on my sister and brothers. I'll catch you soon,” he says, kissing me again, lingering long enough to wrap my heart around his fist in possessive pleasure.
Delicately thumbing my cheekbone, he smiles down at me, his eyes glowing shimmering silver, igniting enthralled fascination within me.
He dips, pecking my lips again, “See you soon.”
He doesn't say goodbye, he just takes off at a sprint into the deluge, blurring and then vanishing inside the misty haze.
Sagging heavily against the front door, I hug myself, smiling happiness. Turning, I sink my key into the lock, twisting the mechanism and opening the door, tentacles of warning licking my nape and making me pause to stare out into the smudging view.
Unwilling to pay it mind, I close the door behind me, ready to paint my nails and start primping for tomorrow's party.
I have his cell phone number, but he said it doesn't work for calls, only text messages, and asked me to let him know what time to meet me, with the address for Andi's.
It's a date!
God I am so excited I have to call Carrie. She seemed rather taken with Jowendrhan. Andi's party should rock at this rate.
*
Seithe:
Getting ready to brave the night and the lashings of rain, I step out of the shower, wrapping a towel around my hips, strolling to the basin to brush my teeth.
Squeezing toothpaste onto the brush, popping it into my mouth to bristle vigorously, I must admit today's worked a charm.
I'm surfing tomorrow morning and finally getting places with Taz. Andi's party should see just how deeply teenagers fall in love. I'm feeling cautiously
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