Evan kissing me was like someone setting alight my skin, my lips, and my insides. But it wasn't a painful, deathly fire. It was the fire that most people only dream of; that novels glorify, and that I had been waiting for my entire life. God, Evan kissing me was right, wrong, crazy and completely sane, all at the same time. This guy shouldn't want me. He should want a pretty, popular girl. But he chose me, way before he knew about the tattoos, and after he knew I was unpopular, poor and geeky.
My fingers splayed across his bare shoulders as he pulled me closer, and I felt the muscles ripple under the tips of my fingers. He was the fire, and I couldn't tell whether that was because of his phoenix or because of my sudden obsessive need to have him near me, closer, closer until the wall of skin stopped me from going further, even though I wanted to continue. His fingers wrapped in my hair, his lips worshipped my lips, my jaw, my neck... god I wanted him so badly!
And then all of a sudden, he stopped.
"What?" I whined, following his head as it pulled back, wanting more.
"We both know..." He whispered, his voice raspy and filled with desire, "where this is going to go if we continue."
"So?" I asked, trying to pull him closer.
"I want you to be different. I want you to be special."
"...Please? It's so different from what I'm used to. I want to make sure I don't... I couldn't handle it if... you know."
"If you burned me?"
"Yes." I sat back, and thought. It was fair. Even though I wanted him so badly it hurt, I wanted to be special, and I certainly didn't want to be burned. So I picked up my t-shirt and slipped it back on."Thank you."
I lay down and snuggled in to him again, my hands on his warm chest, feeling his heart beating steadily against my hand.
"Tell me about the curse. When did you find out you had it? Who else has it? What powers have you seen?"
"That's a lot of questions."
"We have time." I smiled, curling up against him like a cat. I could feel his breath on my neck and shifted slightly so it fell on my head instead. When he breathed on my neck I could feel the warmth rising in me again.
"Alright. I found out at nineteen, when my curse became alive. I was alone, I didn't know what was happening. Dilila had me, because by the time she changed, I knew what was going on. There are many people who have the curse, but not a lot of them survive it. Many of them try taking their own life because they are unable to deal with their actions. I've seen powers that can control minds, change shape, control objects... there are so many things."
"I wish I knew what I was going to have. Then I could prepare..."
"Well, the tattoo generally has something to do with it. Mine the phoenix,a s you know burns people, Dilila's roses represent the beauty that hurts... but I can't think what stars could mean."
"Maybe I'll be able to fly." I laughed.
"No, you're much too grounded for that. Besides, I thought you liked nature. You wouldn't be able to be all 'save the planet' if you weren't even on it would you?"
"You remember that I like nature?"
"But I told you that the first time you took me out."
"Just surprised, that's all."
Evan smiled down at me for a few moments, then kissed me lightly on the forehead.
"I love you, Serena Faith."
"I love you too."