to.
“That depends,” he answers, stroking my hair gently.
“On what?”
“On whether or not you’ll go on a real date with me this Saturday.”
“I guess I could squeeze you in,” I tell him. “That is, assuming Pratt doesn’t yank our off campus privileges.” Pratt’s been limiting off campus trips all year as a result of the extra restrictive rules in the new handbook. But that’s not important right now. The only thing that matters right now is Nik. Banishing all thoughts of Pratt and broken rules from my mind, I press my lips to Nik’s.
Nik responds to my kiss, holding me tight as I shift my weight to be closer to him. My blouse comes loose and his hands slide up my back, exploring, massaging. Things are really starting to heat up. So much for Shaye’s theory on withholding sexy time. Nik leaves a trail of kisses down my neck and I can’t repress the sigh that escapes my lips. I can’t imagine anything more right. My hands slip under Nik’s shirt, discovering the hard muscles of his abdomen. He trembles at my touch, a guttural growl exploding from his lips. Why would I even try to define this? Nik’s kisses are powerful. Nik’s kisses speak for themselves.
I’m startled when he suddenly goes cold. “What is it?” I ask, disappointed that he’s stopped.
“This is too creepy.” He lifts me from his lap and drops me on the bed next to him. Hell’s bells! I’m going to need a cool shower. “I can’t do this.”
“What are you talking about?” I look down, inspecting myself, wondering if there’s something wrong with me.
“That,” he says, pointing at Shaye’s stuffed animal collection. “There’s just something wrong about making out with all those things staring at me.”
The guy has no qualms about staring down a psychotic vamp, but stuffed animals make him uncomfortable? Just. My. Luck.
“Next time we should do this in my room,” he says, standing up gracefully. “Or anywhere else.”
Chapter Ten
“Where are we going?” I ask, letting impatience get the best of me. I never was good at surprises and this one is killing me. Nik’s got something up his sleeve, and judging by the smug look on his face, he’s not going to share until he’s good and ready. Typical.
“You’ll see,” Nik says, smirking. He’s enjoying this a little too much. “I want it to be a surprise.”
“It’ll still be a surprise if you tell me now,” I argue, hurrying to keep up as he veers off the path and into the woods. I have no idea what he’s up to, but the last time we ventured into these woods together it ended in bloodshed, so I feel justified asking for an explanation. “I’ll even look totally shocked, just for you.”
“Promises, promises,” Nik teases. He grabs my hand and I remind myself that technically, this is a date, so maybe I should try to be a little more patient. Rumor has it there are some things worth waiting for.
Nik and I make our way through the dense brush in comfortable silence. It’s a beautiful day. The bright rays of the afternoon sun cut through the treetops, casting shafts of light on the forest floor. The air is crisp and cool and the scent of snow is in the air, hinting that the first storm of the season might be rolling in. I have the vague feeling of recognition, like maybe I’ve been here before, but then again, there are hundreds of acres of forest and it all looks the same to me. With my sense of direction, it’s just as likely I’m imagining it.
After a couple of miles, we break into a clearing and Nik’s secret is finally revealed. It’s so romantic that I can hardly believe what I’m seeing. Before us is a picnic, answering the age old question ‘What do two teenage vamps do on a first date?’
I have to give Nik points for creativity. I don’t know too many guys that would dare drag a girl into the forest in thirty degree weather on a first date. Then again, most girls can’t handle the cold like I can. Or
“That depends,” he answers, stroking my hair gently.
“On what?”
“On whether or not you’ll go on a real date with me this Saturday.”
“I guess I could squeeze you in,” I tell him. “That is, assuming Pratt doesn’t yank our off campus privileges.” Pratt’s been limiting off campus trips all year as a result of the extra restrictive rules in the new handbook. But that’s not important right now. The only thing that matters right now is Nik. Banishing all thoughts of Pratt and broken rules from my mind, I press my lips to Nik’s.
Nik responds to my kiss, holding me tight as I shift my weight to be closer to him. My blouse comes loose and his hands slide up my back, exploring, massaging. Things are really starting to heat up. So much for Shaye’s theory on withholding sexy time. Nik leaves a trail of kisses down my neck and I can’t repress the sigh that escapes my lips. I can’t imagine anything more right. My hands slip under Nik’s shirt, discovering the hard muscles of his abdomen. He trembles at my touch, a guttural growl exploding from his lips. Why would I even try to define this? Nik’s kisses are powerful. Nik’s kisses speak for themselves.
I’m startled when he suddenly goes cold. “What is it?” I ask, disappointed that he’s stopped.
“This is too creepy.” He lifts me from his lap and drops me on the bed next to him. Hell’s bells! I’m going to need a cool shower. “I can’t do this.”
“What are you talking about?” I look down, inspecting myself, wondering if there’s something wrong with me.
“That,” he says, pointing at Shaye’s stuffed animal collection. “There’s just something wrong about making out with all those things staring at me.”
The guy has no qualms about staring down a psychotic vamp, but stuffed animals make him uncomfortable? Just. My. Luck.
“Next time we should do this in my room,” he says, standing up gracefully. “Or anywhere else.”
Chapter Ten
“Where are we going?” I ask, letting impatience get the best of me. I never was good at surprises and this one is killing me. Nik’s got something up his sleeve, and judging by the smug look on his face, he’s not going to share until he’s good and ready. Typical.
“You’ll see,” Nik says, smirking. He’s enjoying this a little too much. “I want it to be a surprise.”
“It’ll still be a surprise if you tell me now,” I argue, hurrying to keep up as he veers off the path and into the woods. I have no idea what he’s up to, but the last time we ventured into these woods together it ended in bloodshed, so I feel justified asking for an explanation. “I’ll even look totally shocked, just for you.”
“Promises, promises,” Nik teases. He grabs my hand and I remind myself that technically, this is a date, so maybe I should try to be a little more patient. Rumor has it there are some things worth waiting for.
Nik and I make our way through the dense brush in comfortable silence. It’s a beautiful day. The bright rays of the afternoon sun cut through the treetops, casting shafts of light on the forest floor. The air is crisp and cool and the scent of snow is in the air, hinting that the first storm of the season might be rolling in. I have the vague feeling of recognition, like maybe I’ve been here before, but then again, there are hundreds of acres of forest and it all looks the same to me. With my sense of direction, it’s just as likely I’m imagining it.
After a couple of miles, we break into a clearing and Nik’s secret is finally revealed. It’s so romantic that I can hardly believe what I’m seeing. Before us is a picnic, answering the age old question ‘What do two teenage vamps do on a first date?’
I have to give Nik points for creativity. I don’t know too many guys that would dare drag a girl into the forest in thirty degree weather on a first date. Then again, most girls can’t handle the cold like I can. Or
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