A Teaser

There was so much sadness in his eyes, even though he was trying to hide it. And I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to kiss away his pain, so I did. A bold move for me, but hey, it had to happen eventually.
He looked surprised and I started to jerk back, because really, it was stupid thing to do—I mean, at any moment, he and I could drop dead from the intoxication of the electric connection we shared.
But he refused to let go, pressing me closer, tasting me, feeling me, wanting me. So I let myself get carried away for second, not caring about the star, or the world, or the fact that Nicholas was watching us like a weirdo.
Finally, it became too much and we broke away, gasping for air, eyes untamed. The ice on the trees was dripping, the snow under our feet a murky puddle.
“I think I’m going to throw up,” Nicholas mumbled.
“Then throw up.” I raised my eyebrows at him. “If it was that bad to watch then you should have turned your head.”