What do you do when you bump into the devil? Run? Scream? Fall in love? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "I don't even get an apology?" He glares down at me. His blue eyes narrowed at me when I whipped my head up to look at him. My eyes involuntary look at his lips as he licks them, making my heart race even faster than it already was. I didn't relies I was staring at him - mostly his lips - until he grabbed my waist softly and started lowering himself. Realizing what he was doing, I jerked away. And before I could think my hand was long gone from his cheek leaving a small, red handprint in its place. His eyes snatch open with surprise, raising a hand to his marked cheek. - - - - - - - - - - THIS STORY IS ON HOLD UNTILL SUMMER 2015