TITLE: Steam, Steel and Static
GENRE: Steampunk YA
Addie is hiding from the Metros in Alaric’s house. They both like martial arts and to pass the time they decide to do some sparring.
I grab his heel and pull his foot up. He tries to snap his leg back but he’s overstretched and my grasp is firm. He goes down hard. I grin and move over to his winded body. As I cross by his feet he twists his legs knocking my legs from under me. Before I have time to register that I’m on the floor he is sitting on my chest pinning me down. He smiles down at me. His chest is heaving, as is mine.
Slowly he moves his lips close to my ear and whispers, “Never presume your opponent is done.” And then he kisses my neck below my ear and I feel my body tingle. He loosens his grip and before he has time to think I am up on my feet.
“Never do that again,” I push as much anger into my voice as I can. All the frustration about last night I throw at him. I kick out at him and he blocks the kick. I punch, he blocks and takes another step forward. I move back, retreating and attacking at the same time.
My foot touches the wall and I lean back. Alaric places one hand on either side of me then leans to my ear. “Definitely not a gentlelady,” he says, then brushes my lips. A soft warm kiss. I close my eyes. I only have time to register that he tastes of vanilla before he is gone. My heaving chest and my thudding heart cover the sound of his quiet steps as he leaves.
It takes me a few minutes to recover. I touch my fingers to my lips where his had been. They still tingle with his warmth and his smell is all over me. How did I let this happen?