Page 58 of Broken Chords
Charlie squeals, managing to land with her knees between my legs and not on my balls. “I’m so sorry,” she gasps once my head hits the snow again.
I start laughing. “That didn’t work like I planned.”
Charlie props herself up on my chest, grinning down at me. “No kidding.”
Her cheeks and the tip of her nose are pink from the cold, and I need to kiss her. Now.
Bringing my hand to the back of her head, I lift enough to capture her lips with my own. She responds immediately, opening and slicking her tongue across my lips, allowing me access to her mouth. Wiggling, she breaks the kiss to reposition so she’s straddling my hips instead of lying between my legs, bringing her face in line with mine. She plants her hands on either side of my head and lowers her mouth to mine.
We stay there kissing for I don’t know how long. The cold, the snow, it all fades away in the sweetness of Charlie’s kisses.
Until my uncle’s voice cuts through the night. “Oye!Aren’t you done shoveling yet?” Charlie stiffens in my arms, breaking the kiss. “Or are you going to spend the night in the snow like a couple of polar bears?” he finishes, the sounds of his grumbling carrying over the snow even though the words are indistinct.
Charlie buries her face in my coat, giggling. After a second she sits up. “Come on. We better get back inside. I don’t really want to sleep outside like a polar bear.”
Pushing myself up, I smile at her, still sitting on my lap. “I’d be a polar bear if I could be one with you.”
“Aww. That’s so cheesy and sweet.” She leans in and gives me one more kiss before standing and offering me her hand. Then she narrows her eyes at me. “Don’t pull me over this time.”
With a laugh, I take her hand and push myself up with my other hand. “Ready for more dancing?”
Her eyes brighten. “Salsa?”
I nod. “Probably merengue too. Let’s go warm up. Then we can have dessert.”
“Perfect.”
