Cicada Blog tour: Excert + Giveaway

Excert:

“Living, existing, and dying are all relative,” he pressed the soil over the box with his foot, tamping it

down.

“What does that even mean?” I stood at the edge of the cement‐covered grave.

“It means that things are not always what they seem,” Everett pulled me into an embrace. “But there is

something that is what it seems.”

“What is that?” I was stunned by how strong his arms felt around my waist.

“How much I love you, and how far I’d go to protect you,” he removed his sunglasses to reveal the blue

eyes that I was accustomed to seeing.

“Protect me from what? We took care of those monsters … remember?” The last word sounded

ineffectual as it found its way off the tip of my tongue. He pulled me tighter against his chest, and a

surge of electricity grew between us, distracting me from what I was saying.

“That’s for me to worry about,” his lips pressed against my forehead. He moaned softly and kissed the

tip of my nose. “My lovely firefly,” his lips hovered above mine. “I’ve thought about doing this for a

long time,” he whispered, his breath brushing against my lips.

I’d never been kissed … not on the lips, anyway. In my usual manner of thinking through things, I quickly

created a checklist of what I should do next. The checklist went up in flames as his lips met mine, and,

as if I’d always known what to do, I kissed back.

Lifting myself on my tiptoes, I moved my hands up the lines of the smooth newly‐formed muscles on his

back and over his broadened shoulders. His lips covered mine, and I twined my arms around his neck.

As if the sheer, tangible electricity growing between us wasn’t enough, a brisk gust of wind blew across

the floor of the darkening forest and encompassed us in a whirlwind, creating a wall of leaves that

whirled around us.

His kisses gentle yet longing, comforting yet voracious, spoke more than I love you. My kisses followed

his lead as my lips parted and beckoned for more, ignoring that my heart was warning me that his kisses

were saying goodbye.

Goodbye? my mind asked my heart. I opened my eyes to look into his, hoping I would find a different

answer. His eyes were still closed, his lips still covering mine with kisses.

The whirlwind, still encircling us, was twinkling with the light of hundreds of fireflies. I gasped, and

when Everett removed his lips from mine, I could see a sky full of stars. He pulled me closer against his

chest as I looked from side to side, realizing we were no longer standing on the forest floor, but hovering

among the treetops, surrounded by millions of twinkles in the darkness.

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