Ava: Frenzied Hello
Two seconds after I make it through the door, a dark figure pounces on me.
For a split second, panic jacks up my heart rate. Then campfire smoke and amber fill the space around me, and I realize it's Lucas.
A squeal escapes my lips as he shoves me against the door, his mouth crashing onto mine. The cold from outside vanishes in an instant, replaced by a searing heat that threatens to consume me whole. His lips move with a desperate urgency, stealing my breath and scattering my thoughts.
For a moment, I lose myself in the passion of our reunion. My fingers tangle in his hair, pulling him closer as if I could meld us into one being. But reality intrudes as I feel the snow melting between us, dampening his skin.
"Lucas," I mutter against his lips, trying to push him away. "I'm covered in snow."
He doesn't budge an inch. "Don't care," he growls, capturing my mouth again.