Free Everlasting Bond by Christine M. Besze

head as Cole bent towards her and gently cupped her face.
    The moment his lips met hers, Katrina's body tensed. Her shock soon faded into a sweltering sensation of need, need for him. Katrina closed her eyes and gave in to the floodgate of emotions his kiss released inside of her. The current of electricity that always built between them slightly faded into the distance and Katrina was unable to hold her feelings back any longer. She stopped over-thinking about what he just told her and let her body do the rest.
    Cole’s icy cold, yet soft lips held hers ever so gently. His sickly sweet scent caused a friction of warmth to coil deep inside her belly. Her whole body weakened in submission, as his hands left an intense friction of heat against her cheeks. Shivers of ecstasy pulsated from her very core. Katrina was becoming lost in him and wrapped her hands around the back of his neck. Their bodies were pressing together so close; Katrina felt his body quiver under her touch. They were merging into one being, one soul and Katrina felt a strange hint of familiarity about it all.
    Caught up in their moment, they were oblivious to the light tapping on the car’s window. It wasn’t until the sound became more of an impatient pounding that the two finally managed to pry themselves apart. Katrina missed his touch as soon as he pulled back and looked towards the window.
    Andrew was staring back at them. “Time to g o. It’s getting late.”
    Katrina's head was still spinning from Cole's kiss, as she looked over Andrew's shoulder and found Jake standing with his hands in his pockets. He wouldn't make eye contact with her, but Katrina could sense through the bond that something was off. His emotions were just as intense as hers. She wondered what the two of them had been up to while they were supposed to be looking for the truck. Now that she thought about it, it was odd to be looking for a truck in a dark field in the first place. Their body language also seemed strange. They stood much closer than was necessary.
    Jake and Andrew climbed inside the car and were very quiet. Katrina was picking up on a very strange vibe, but wasn't sure if it was an appropriate time to discuss it. She decided she would talk to Jake about it later and tried to keep things friendly.
    “So, did you guys have any luck?” Katrina asked.
    “With what?” Jake looked at her confused.
    “The truck, Jake?”
    “Oh, that. No, we didn’t see it anywhere.” He shook his head, but wouldn't look her in the eye.
    She scrunched her eyebrows together in confusion. “What did you think I meant?”
    “I don’t know,” he shrugged.
    “Uh-huh.” Katrina let the discussion stop there. It was obvious he wasn’t going to tell her why he was acting the way he was. She had been down this road before and knew a lost cause when she saw o ne. Instead, she turned around.
    The car fell silent as Cole pulled onto the empty highway. The Camaro's engine was the only sound that echoed inside the small space. The trip home was both a little tense and a little awkward.
    Katrina's thoughts were elsewhere. Her mind kept replaying their kiss over and over and each time, the intense feelings took over her body. Sitting inches from Cole didn't help matters any. His presence was overpowering and her body couldn’t shake the anticipation for more.
    Katrina was brought back down out of her foggy haze as the car slowed down. She was filled with a mixture of relief and sadness. The night had been a crazy one, but she wasn't sure she was ready to leave yet.
    Looking at the crème colored farmhouse, Katrina frowned. Something wasn't right. “What time is it?”
    “ 11:30,” Cole said.
    “Great. What are we going to do, Kat?” Jake asked.
    “I’m not sure.”
    “What’s wrong?” Andrew asked from the backseat.
    “Our mom’s still up.” Katrina started to freak out. “So, we’re going to have to tell her the truck’s been stolen and come up with a really good excuse for