GENRE: YA Fiction
Ivy is fighting her feelings for William, in a moment of weakness she gives in.
Carefully, I stepped from behind the swing until I was standing inches from him. His eyes followed me but he didn’t move. My hands reached out, and before I could stop them, they cupped his face familiarly, my fingertips tracing his jaw.
William’s eyes widened, his lips parted. He started to say something.
It was just like a scene from a movie, a slow motion close up. His head bending as he roughly jerked me to his chest, arms wrapping around me like a steel cage. The kiss was hard and hungry. The minute his mouth crashed onto mine, I felt like someone lit a match in me, igniting everything from the inside out. All my thoughts burnt to a cinder in a second.
My arms slipped up around his neck, my fingers weaved themselves through his soft curling hair, and then without warning, he lifted his mouth from mine, breaking the kiss. Sanity came crashing down on me in waves. I leaned my head on his chest. What was I doing? I took several steps back until I was out of his arms. He was reluctant to let go, holding on to my wrists.
“Don’t.” I said, easing my hands free. “Don’t say anything.” I had my answer, but now it was the question after it that had me in a tailspin. What was I going to do? I turned, and started walking back toward the house. William’s heavy hand clamped onto my arm, stopping me.
“Wait a minute. Where are you going?” He asked with a confused look.
I tried to jerk free, but he was holding on tight.
“Let go of me.” I gave him a wintry glare.
He ignored me. “You can’t run from this.”