Beautiful Beings by Kailin Gow Page B

swell of sensuality and passion as he pressed his tongue hungrily in to meet mine.  My body molded to his, wanting to feel the entirety of the connection we shared.
    “I’ve know from the very start I wanted you,” he murmured, his lips following the line of my jaw and brushing along my ear.  “I saw you, that day as you drove by.”
    My eyes popped open and pulled away just enough to look at him.
    “Yes,” he said with a smile.  “I saw you.  I saw you and I knew in that instant you were meant to be mine.”
    “But, you’ve never said…”
    “It’s a pretty freaky thing to have happen; see a girl once, and fleeting at that, and feel such a strong, undeniable attraction, to know that she’s the girl I’ve longed for all my life…  But I didn’t want to freak you out.  I didn’t want to scare you away. I don’t believe in love at first sight, but then I can’t explain why I feel this way about you.”
    His gaze dipped to our joined hands, our fingers continually playing with the hand of the other.  “When I saw you in Mrs. Bright’s office… I would have done anything to make sure I get to spend plenty of time with you, and had every opportunity to get to know you.”
    I smiled, but looked him directly in his eyes. “You're probably right.  I might have freaked out a bit if you’d told me.”  Even as he told me, despite the weeks that had passed, I should have thought it odd, should have questioned the strength of the vision he had. Instead it just felt so immensely right and the connection that had already grown strong and secure now felt more solid than ever. I’ve been around too many unexplainable things to hold a skeptic mind. To me, fighting demons, seeing angels, and being in the spiritual realm was normal…but love, especially the love so strong and passionate as the one I’ve been feeling was still new to me.
    “And now?”
    “I’ve spent so much time with you these last few weeks, learning about who you are, and getting close to you, Brax, of course I feel something for you. I wouldn’t be with you at this dance if I didn’t.”
    His grin was broad and sweet.  “I was beginning to think I was going nuts.”
    I leaned into him, feeling secure against his tall muscular body, my heart heavy with longing and my hands eager to roam beneath the confines of his jacket.  “If you are, then I’m going nuts right along with you.”
    With a chuckle, he wrapped his arms around me and held me tight, his lips just inches from mine.  “Then we’ll make the best damn-looking couple in the insane asylum.”  He kissed me then, his embrace strong and confident encouraged by the affection I had for him.
    But as delicious as the kiss was, as abandoned as I was to his touch, the sudden image of Moore flashed before my eyes sending a myriad of confusing messages across my mind.  I could feel the soft kiss Braxton laid on my lips, but my mind reverted to the heat and passion of Moore’s heavy kiss.
    Panicked, I kissed Braxton more ardently, willing the image of Moore to disappear, but it intensified, crushing Braxton’s sweet kiss into oblivion.
    “What’s the matter?” Braxton said.  His eyes filled with concern, he put his palm to my forehead.  “You're burning up all of a sudden.”
    “Am I?”  With the sudden wave of intense heat came inexplicable fatigue.
    He grinned.  “I’d like to think I’d had that effect on you, but I really think something could be wrong.  You're red and flushed.”
    My lids were suddenly impossible to hold up.
    “Lux.” Alarm filled his voice.  “Lux, stay with me.”
    “Braxton,” I murmured, grasping at the thin line of consciousness.
    “What’s going on?”
    “I don’t know. I wanted to kiss you, but Moore was suddenly there, his kiss…”
    “Moore?”
    Despite my closed eyes, I could detect his grimace.
    “Is something going on between you and Moore?  Did you kiss him?”
    “No,” I said, my lips blubbering my feeble