The kiss got heated. It was starting to get scarily cold. I was about to pull him to the room so he could quench the fire he had ignited in me, but a loud rumble rolled outside, cutting everything short.

I pulled and jerked away in full force, my heart beginning to race.

I tried to look composed as I walked to the window and pulled the curtain slightly aside. Outside, the wind was shaking the trees. Leaves were scattered across the road. The smell of rain and earth filled the air, and something ...