Starfall: A Starstruck Novel by Hiatt Brenda

Author:Hiatt, Brenda [Hiatt, Brenda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: teen fiction, Science Fiction, Romance
Publisher: Dolphin Star Press
Published: 2015-02-24T04:00:00+00:00

20

Minimum approach distance

The arboretum looks a lot different covered with snow. I look around at the gardens, buried under a blanket of white. The gravel walks have been shoveled or swept, so they’re walkable, barely. I’m alone, but keep looking eagerly toward the arched entrance, waiting…

I feel her even before I hear her—my M! A moment later she rushes into the arboretum, her taekwondo bag swinging at her side. Even sweaty and flushed, she looks like heaven. As soon as we’re out of sight from the street, her duffel hits the ground with a thud and we’re in each other’s arms, kissing like there’s no tomorrow. It’s been way too long!

Strength and well-being flow into me from her touch and I know she feels the exact same thing. I slide my hands inside her coat, rub them up and down her back, pull her closer. She runs her fingers through my hair, doing her part to mesh us into one.

“Mmm. I will never get tired of this,” I whisper against her mouth when we come up for air. “I’ve missed you so much, M.”

She answers silently, since we’re already kissing again, that this is the only thing that really makes her feel right. Whole.

I totally agree, even if I can’t form whole sentences in my head right now. She pulls my body so tight against hers I feel like I might explode. I let my hands drift lower and she doesn’t stop me. If only—

A loud voice right by my ear shatters the mood. I lurch away from M, drawing back my fist to deck the intruder…then groggily realize it’s my alarm clock, with some obnoxious car commercial on the radio. I smack the off button so hard the whole clock flies off my nightstand and crashes to the floor. Serves it right.

My pulse is still pounding. Not only from the shock of being jerked awake. The after-effects of my dream—the best one I’ve ever had—are still surging through me. I lie there for a minute, reliving the bits I remember, savoring them. Then I remember why that’s a bad idea.

It takes every bit of my willpower to shove the lingering images—and feelings—out of my head. After a few deep breaths, I jump up and head to the bathroom for a much colder shower than I normally take.

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