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He turns to me, stopping our retreat and shakes his head.
"Don't go through those woods without me. It's crazy dangerous, especially at night. Two of the girls that are missing went in one night, and they were never seen again."
I smile a little at his protective tone.
"And you think you can protect me?" I ask, delighting in the warm feeling his words have given me.
"I know I can," he says with that damn heart-stopping grin before pulling me again.
Our fingers stay interlocked as we head down the sidewalk, and then I frown when I see my house coming into view.
"Do you think the cops will be at your house?"
"Probably," he chuckles out. "We've had so many parties interrupted by them that it's just common for us to get the blame. It'll be fine though. We're all legal adults."
"Oh," I say somewhat disappointedly.
I was hoping for an excuse to invite him in without looking like a lusting, hormonal fool. Something about him makes my blood stir with primal need. I wanted to feel those perfectly smooth lips on my skin, devouring me.
"Your eyes," he murmurs softly. "Wow."
Oh shit.
I quickly look away, praying my eyes die down. Fucking mood stone eyes.
"It's like they were turning different colors," he says with a touch of suspicion.
I laugh dismissively, trying to downplay the slip up. "Turning on the smooth talk?"
Out of all the immortals, my eyes are the only ones to do this. No one in my family knows why, and I hate it. Every emotion I have comes through almost too clearly when it gets too strong. I was definitely feeling a strong emotion - desire.
"Not at all," he says with a smile as he walks me to my front door. "I suppose I'll see you tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" I ask, feeling my eyes fully back to normal.
"At the diner."
"Oh… yeah."
"I'm going to vote they make this your new uniform," he says with a devious grin while motioning to my showy dress.
I let out a small laugh, but then I'm trapped in his eyes as he props up against my door and stares at me. It's like time has slowed, and I'm considering risking everything and pulling him inside.
"Are you going in?" he asks, his smile growing.
My cheeks flush, and I look down at my feet.
"Yeah. Sorry. Bye," I mumble as I wiggle my keys in the lock.
When my door opens, I step inside and turn to see him again just as he walks off my porch. I really thought he was going to at least try to kiss me.
"You know where I live if you need me for anything," he says with his back turned.
"Actually, I don't," I say, smiling, and he turns to face me before I continue. "You said you lived two houses down, but you didn't say in which direction."
He smiles this time, and then he shrugs before walking back toward me. He gets dangerously close, letting his breath find my lips for a split second, and then he pulls back with my phone in his hand.
I was so enthralled and entranced by his near kiss that I never felt him pulling my phone out of my hand. My breaths are heavy now, and then I hear a phone ringing - the sound coming from his pocket. He smirks as it quits and hands me back my phone.
