Page 9 of Tangled in Vines


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She twisted and looked at me. Her eyes felt familiar—but damned if I could place them. “You could say that. I have been around for a long while, though.”

“So, you know the rumor about kissing at midnight?” I asked.

She pressed a hand to her neck and rolled it. “I…may have forgotten a few parts of it.”

“The story is basically a rip-off from Romeo and Juliet. Two families were feuding about a patch of land that both families said was legally theirs. It had gotten so bad that half the town was siding with one family or the other, and everything was on edge. This is where the story gets fuzzy—” or was it my brain? “—some say there was this meteor shower or comic dust or a dropping buckets of fairy dust, but then on a harvest night, the son and daughter of the two families, kissed at midnight, the same time when that cosmic thing was happening and two families—”

“Lived in peace for happily ever after?” she asked.

I threw my head back and laughed. “I wish. But the two got married, and because they had children, the two families had to make a truce there—” I lifted a hand to a post in the center of the town green. “They say whoever kisses on that spot of land, at midnight, will fall in love forever. Pretty cheesy, right?”

She turned to me—and god, why couldn’t I place those eyes? “You wanna test it out?”

“Test what, o—” she grabbed my hand, and I lurched to my feet. I stumbled on my feet as she tugged me to the post. A countdown cry rose from the crowd,ten…nine…eight…

“I don’t kiss strangers—” she giggled. “—but I’ve got enough wine to try. If anything, we can say it never happened?”

…seven…six…five…

The crazy thing—I was drunk enough to try, too.

I probably wouldn’t see her again; what was the harm?

…four…three….two…

I crowded against her, invading her space, and I could tell from the widening of her eyes behind her mask and the shortening of her breath that I caught her off guard. I leaned down until our lips were almost touching.

…One

Unable to resist the lure of kissing her a second longer, I claimed her mouth.

Her lips parted on a shaky exhale, and I took full advantage. Rather than slide my tongue inside, I played the tip of my tongue over the edges of her lips, teasing for deeper access. After the tiniest hesitation, her mouth opened, and her tongue met mine in a slow, lush exploration. I felt it, and I was pretty damn sure she did too. Sifting my fingers through the silkiness of her hair, I tilted her head to the side, and we kissed deeper.

Her lips were warm, full, teasing, and sexy…and a delicious, thrilling desire that I almost never felt before thrummed through me. My brain was telling me to end this now before things spiraled out of control…but my body wasn't listening to my brain.

One kiss turned to turn two, then three. As we angled our heads one way, then another, my world narrowed, and I wanted the kisses to go on forever, to explore her mouth, run my hands down her body, breathe in when she breathed out.

For once, I wanted to bring a lady to my bed. I wanted to feel utterly connected to her in every way, and that scared me to hell. I had to know who she was.

Pulling away, I reached up and pulled her mask away—and then my body went into rigor mortis. The shock made my limbs heavy and my ears pounding in my ears.

Mia.

Mia Sullivan.

I had just kissed the one woman on the planet I should never have even touched.

…and the fucked-up thing about it; I wanted to do even more.

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Mia

As I went to get another kiss, he was gone.

Confused, I pulled away to look at the guy, the one man I had dared to be foolish with in five years of college bar crawls and late-night almost-hookups. I’d never been foolish enough to kiss a man I never knew, but here I was, on the town green, in the very spot where a kiss would make you fall in love.

The problem is, I had no goddamn idea who I had kissed.

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