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I keep sucking even after the frosting is gone. Our bodies fit closer, magnetized to each other. Knees and limbs tangle up together. I keep a hand on her wrist, and her fingers clasp the back of my head.
Arousal and affection spins around us like a tornado. When she slips her finger from my lips, I hear my shallow breath. I claw towards October.
She seizes my cheeks. Resisting. Desiring. Dreaming of what we could be. “Zoey,” she breathes.
I am hers.
She is mine, captivated by the grip I have on her heart—and finally, she kisses me. Her soft lips crash against my lips, and years and bottled love explode out of us. I feverishly clutch onto October’s slender arms, my lungs flooding with quick, overwhelming emotion.
She tastes sweet like sugar. Her soft hands stay on my cheeks, guiding the kiss into a strand of sensual, aching things.
I’ve missed this—how she kisses me with drawn-out, hot moments. Like one second should last an absolute eternity. Strung with a delicate kiss onto a sweltering kiss onto a hungered can’t-catch-your-breath kiss. Until a bracelet of kisses is beaded and clasped around our frames.
Our tongues tangle, our bodies meld, and our lips ghost each other before we go in again.
And again.
I claw forward, lips stinging.
In the next break, October drinks me in, whispering against my lips, “You’re so eager.”
“You’re everything to me.” I’m tortured at the possibility of short-lived moments, and I kiss her with greater desperation. With louder love.
October clutches fiercer, kisses harder, and then she pries her lips off my lips. I can’t catch my breath. Her hair looks wild from where I grabbed. She’s a soft kisser. Not as aggressive as me.
I blush and say, “I’m needy.”
She laughs like I’m the cutest thing ever. “I’ve loved how you’ve needed me.”
We kissed. She kissed me.
I’m in a post-kiss haze. “You’re a great kisser, October…always have been.”
“You are too, you know.” October stares at my lips, then she begins to smile. Soon, she shakes her head at herself. Her smile fades.
“What?” I frown too.
“Kissing you makes me feel things.”
“Good things?”
“Things I’m going to miss,” she clarifies. “That’s all.”
My shoulders droop, and I lick my lips, almost able to feel October on them. Almost able to imagine her hands seizing my face with a type of unabashed love people dream of. “You asked me before why I looked so down.” I whisper, “I’m sad because Chicago is breathing down my neck.”
“You have to go back,” October says, doesn’t ask. “Don’t think about staying.”
It hurts. I thought she’d beg me to stay after we just kissed. I try to breathe easier. “What if I want to stay?” For you. For all the people I love.
They’re here.
“You’ll be cursed.” Her voice is pure ice.
“So—”
“So it’s safer in Chicago, and what about your job, Zoey?” Her eyes plead with me to choose Chicago.
I want to choose her. “It’s just a job.”
“That’s not what you said on the phone.”
I blow out a heavy breath. “What’d I say?”
“You don’t remember?” She’s disbelieving. “You talked my ear off for two hours when they hired you.”
“I did do that, didn’t I?” I smile a little, only because I liked our phone calls. They weren’t frequent. We texted more often.
“I could practically feel you grinning,” October says quietly. “Zoey Durand, assistant manager of a five-star luxury hotel in the heart of Chicago. A six-figure salary with—”
“Great benefits,” we say together.
I smile weakly. “Yeah, it’s a really good job.”
“Better than anything you can find in Mistpoint.”
Isn’t that the sad truth. I left this town for more opportunities. A better life. I scraped up the money for college, and when I landed an academic scholarship in Chicago, my future seemed to fall into place. Why stay in Mistpoint Harbor?
For what?
For who?
Her.
“I should’ve stayed for you,” I say tearfully, my voice cracking. “I should’ve chosen you, Kenobi.”
She stares into me. Always intense, always unafraid, even of the things that scare her the most. “I’m glad you left. You needed to go. You wanted to go.”
“I wish I hadn’t.”
“You wouldn’t be who you are if you’d stayed. You’d be someone else, and I haven’t been falling back in love with Zoey Durand from six years ago. I’m falling in love with the woman you are now. Today.”
A tear slips from my eye. “I really love you, October Brambilla. I think I’ve always loved you. I think I never stopped, not a single day in my life.”
She wipes away my tear, and she places the most gentle, tender kiss on my cheek. And as our eyes latch for an intoxicating beat, I whisper, “Would you ever leave Mistpoint Harbor for someone?”
“If I loved them enough, yes.”
I light up.
Her face twists, then hardens to stone. “That was before. Before my curse. I’m not prepared to leave this town. I’ll stay here for the rest of my life, Zoey. Nothing and no one can change that.”
