"Why do you call me that?" "Everyone has been calling you Snow Queen since you transferred schools and you're just now asking why?" he asked incredulously. "Yeah, I guess I am." He looked straight into my eyes and said, "It's because you're like snow; beautiful and cold."
"Lacy Wells, you will never speak of this bear ever again." Jace glares at me, eyes flashing from dark to darker. "And what if I do?" I take a step closer to him. It's just a tiny one, but it's still a step. "Well, that's for me to know and you to find out," he whispers in my ear, lips near the end of my collarbone...