Colors Of Love

Evelyn Finally. Finally something good. He kissed me back instantly, his hands snaking around me, pulling me closer. Our bodies pressed against each other, and his warmth seeped into my skin, replacing the icy cold with a warm fluttering sensation. I no longer felt as though I were on the verge of breaking apart. Amidst all the chaos, he was my sanctuary. As we broke the kiss and pulled away, he spoke with a smile playing at his lips, "Well, if I had known you were missing me this much, I might have considered slipping some sleeping pills into your dad's drink," he brushed my hair strands away from my face, tracing his thumb over my flushed cheeks, "Your cheeks are flushed. Did you just run?" "Practically, yes," I exhaled. "Your ex is a bitch." "What did she do?" he asked, his expression cautious, "Did she say something to you?" Well....No! I couldn't tell him the truth, not now. It just didn't feel right. "Um, not really," I shrugged it off, "I just don't like seeing her around." "Are