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“Who says a kiss is mandatory?” I ask softly.
He rolls his eyes, even though I can’t see it, but I know him so well. I know exactly what he’s doing.
“It’s not a new year if we don’t kiss someone, and my dad says it’s bad luck not to,” he tells me and my heart flutters painfully in my chest. A thousand bee stings to my sternum.
God. The hope.
“We’ll kiss,” he says, pulling away slightly. “You and me. My family has enough bad luck without throwing this into the mix.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” I manage to mutter. Even though it is. It’s such a good idea. My lips on his is my dream. But I can’t handle it. Can’t handle having it, only for it to be ripped away.
He cocks his head and I trace the lines of him with my eyes.
“Why not? Does it gross you out, thinking of your lips on mine?”
I run my hand over my mouth, pressing into my lips, holding my words back, but it slips out. It can’t be held back.
“No.”
He sounds smug, always convincing me to do things when I know it’s not a good idea. It’s a superpower of his. God, to bend to his will. No matter how often I tell him no, I do it anyway.
“Then we’ll do it,” he replies, and then he’s silent.
For a long-drawn-out minute I can feel the seconds tick by as if they’re physical manifestations. They burn me.
“How many more minutes?” I blurt out, desperate to know. The waiting is withering my soul. So close. So fucking close.
His phone clicks on and I can see it, the time slowly fading away. Almost.
Almost.
“Seconds,” he says softly.
And then he’s counting down, each number closer to one setting my entire body on fire.
So close.
Closer.
Yes.
And without warning, his lips are on mine, those soft fucking lips, pressing against my mouth.
And I ignite and melt all at the same time.
I memorize it. The taste, the smell, the feel of him against me.
Goodgod.
“That wasn’t so bad, was it?” he mutters, his words whisps floating away on the cold breeze. Those lips that were just on mine.
“No,” I say on a shaky exhale.
Not at all. It waseverything.
He is everything. It’s always been him. Landon. Mine. The man I’ve dreamt of, yearned and ached for.
Doesn’t he see? I will never look at another. From the moment my eyes landed on him, it’s been him.
