Roses Bloom in Winter

Beautiful Frost

   He'd never dared to touch a mortal. Never. So, why now? What made this girl so different? He didn't know and at that moment, he couldn't care less. He allowed his lips to rest upon hers, losing himself in the taste of her soft lips. Suddenly, her bottom lip twitched and she began to stir.

   Her eyes fluttered open at the sudden pressure on her mouth. After her emerald eyes adjusted she realized the stranger stuck on her lips. Still half asleep, her reactions were delayed. After a moment she was awake enough to widen her eyes and shove the stranger back.

   He tumbled back and hit the snow with a thump. He let out a grunt.

   She stared at him in shock. Who was he, a stranger, to kiss her while she was sleeping? Not that she minded being kissed by the gorgeous male. She looked him over, he was an ebony color with bright ruby eyes and crimson striped quills. Her eyes lingered on his chest, on the white tuff of fur that looked cotton soft. She shook her head, banishing the thought from her mind and mustered up a glare.

   "Who do you think you are?" She asked the male angrily.

   He looked at her and raised his brow in confusion. She felt her face flush in a mix of embarrassment and frustration.

   "Don't look at me like that!" She seethed. How did he think he could kiss her and then act as if he had no clue what happened? She let out an angry breath, the air leaving her lips in thin white wisps.

   He looked around him, checking to see if there were other people around. Was she talking to him? No. She couldn't possibly see him. Could she?

   She let out a sigh of annoyance. "You," She said, pointing to the ebony stranger. "The only other person in the woods right now." He looked at her in a mix of confusion and fear.

   After a moment of hesitation he pointed to himself and uttered, "Me?". He was truley terrified.

   His voice was smooth and soft, hypnotic even. His one word echoed in her ears. Her heart suddenly fluttered in excitment, she forced the emotion away. "Yes, you." She snapped. How many times did she have to repeat it? "Who do you think you are to kiss me? And in my sleep?" She was frustrated.

   He was in shock. She could see him. She could see him. He forced himself to speak.

   "I only wanted to taste." He motioned to the thermos beside her. A bright blush painted her cheeks.

   "It's hot cocoa. Haven't you tasted it before?" She asked. "And there's some in my thermos, so why'd you have to kiss me in order to taste it?" She demanded answers.

   He put a finger to his lips and recalled how warm her's were against them. What did she call it? A kiss?

   "It froze." He finally said. She raised her brow in disbelief.

   "What do you mean 'it froze'? It was still scorching hot when I drank it. It couldn't have froze. I know I certainly wasn't asleep that long." She insisted. She grabbed the thermos from beside her, unscrewed the lid, and brought the container to her lips in attempt to drink. When nothing came out she was puzzled. She looked into the container in disbelief and gasped. The once warm liquid was frozen solid.

   "How did...?" She trailed off in confusion.

   He bit down on his bottom lip, debating on whether or not he should speak. Once the more naive side off him won, he spoke. "I didn't mean to." He said as he stared down at his lap.

   She stared at him in confusion. "What do you mean, 'you didn't mean to"?" She asked.

   He ran a hand trough his quills nervously. "I touched it and it froze. It was an accident. I'm sorry." He apologized. She looked at him in disbelief.

   "That's impossible." She shook her head, her quills brushing the shoulders of her coat. He watched her in awe as her quills fell around her angelic face, completely ignoring her statement. She looked at him, unaware of his noticing gaze, and said again, "That's impossible."

   Unwillingly, a small laugh escaped his lips. He shot his hand up and covered his own mouth in shock. He'd never made such a noise.

   She gave him a look of annoyance.

   He cleared his throat excusably. "It is possible." He said after a moment of hesitation. She narrowed her eyes.