Chapter 12

And just like that kiss by the bonfire there is something electric and indescribably wonderful when my lips touch hers. I cling to her hand to steady myself as my head begins to spin and I get lost in the softness of her touch. I don’t know what’s going on in her mind, but she’s squeezing my fingers in her hand like she doesn’t ever want to let go, so I imagine it must be something similar.

After a moment that seems like forever we part and I am reminded again of our first kiss at the bonfire as I stand there wondering what just happened—what just changed. Again, I am at a loss for words. Mari’s not saying anything either.

I’m shaking ever so slightly as I slowly raise my gaze to look into her wavering green eyes. I think about the last time I stared into those pools of green and how I managed to completely screw things up with my silence. I vow not to do it a second time.