WARNING:SLASH "I wish I'd never come outside. I wish I didn't ever meet you at all, and I wish—" Without warning, his mouth is on mine. He kisses me roughly. Completely unyielding. His hands are on the back of my head, holding me in place. And for a long, suspended moment, I'm frozen, unsure of whether I want to push him away. Then, all at once, heat spreads through me, and I thaw.