The Summer We Burned

ter should hav

bodies had been tangled only hours before. But when I opened my eyes and saw Ethan watching me, his head proppe

d, his voice husky with sle

my chest, though the heat in my

tips grazing my shoulder, feather-light and re

oice came out sof

re mine,"

s. Words that should have scared m

d soft careful, hesitant but the way he groaned against my mouth, the way his hand tangled i

ne, solid and burning. The morning light spilled across us, painting everythi

eft the hou

es rough, sometimes so slow it felt like torture. We moved together like we'd been waiting

ghter mixing with the hum of the fan overhead. His lips brushed

ing over his chest, my nails lightly tracing t

evoted, undone ignited something deepe

uzzing from hours of heat we couldn't contain. The beach stretched b

cool water kissing our ankles, and Ethan

e've done?" he asked,

. "We cross

"No, Lila. We burne

r, but with the wild, intoxicati

shed mine, slow and s

idn't know where I ended and he began. His hands gripped my hips, tugging me closer, and t

became nothing but the two of us, the stars ab

is arm wrapped around me, I realized we h

ust. It wasn't j

a wil

was no put