Eternally Blue (Sunset Cliffs Vampire #1) (Paranormal Teen Romance)

Eternally Blue (Sunset Cliffs Vampire #1) (Paranormal Teen Romance) by Katie Aleo

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Authors: Katie Aleo
no space between us. I managed to sigh into his mouth as his hand moved from my waist down to the top of my thigh, and he suddenly pulled away. We looked at each other panting for a minute, I was on cloud nine. I had my first kiss as an immortal, and whoever said my senses were dulled now, were mistaken, or had never been kissed like that, because I felt like every nerve ending in my body was charged with static electricity, waiting for him to touch me again so that I could react.
     
    I made myself calm down enough to wonder what he was thinking, why he pulled away. He raked his fingers through his hair, and exhaled loudly at the ceiling before turning to smile sweetly at me, and reached for my hand, covering it with both of his, giving me a hand sandwich, I thought surreally.
     
    “ I really like you” he said softly, looking at me, “but I definitely want to take it slow, and get to know you”. He laughed, “I think we both need to get to know you”.
     
    I winced slightly. I felt so bad about lying to him about me; I just wanted to stay here with him in this life forever, and wondered briefly if I did that, if I made that decision, could I never tell him who I was before? I nodded though since he was waiting for a response, and added my free hand to the hand sandwich, squeezing his, “I’d like that too”.
     
    If I thought the kiss he gave me was dizzying earlier, it had nothing on the smile we shared with our hands clasped now. I wanted to cry with both happiness at my luck, and sadness at the fact that I was already lying to him and he was looking at me so earnestly.
     
    We managed to tear ourselves away from each other long enough to eat and he caught me up on our day’s plan which was to go to a bookstore for the rest of the morning, and drink coffee and browse. According to him, if there was a place to find myself, it would be in bookshelves. He reasoned that either I would be attracted to a section that I liked pre –amnesia, or maybe a fictional cover would bring about some past memory. The afternoon was reserved for reading one of our new purchases on the beach, where our friends would be sure to join us after school. All of this was to take place after he released me from dish duty to go take a shower and get ready. I almost fell up the stairs in my hurry, I was so excited. It felt good to do normal things, and let someone else decide what I was going to do for the day. If only someone else would pick out my clothes, I thought standing in front of my now respectably full closet. Who am I kidding, I love picking out clothes, especially now that I can see them in a new light, literally.
     
    I picked out a pair of strategically shredded jeans and pair it with a cream tank top. As an afterthought I added a yellow cardigan because Noah said they keep bookstores on the chilly side. I am noticing a pattern with my choosing yellow colors, I guess because I now love the sun so much, or maybe my tanning skin just looks good offset by yellow? Whatever it is, I don’t care, yellow can make up my whole wardrobe and be my signature color, and at least getting dressed will be easy. I see soft yellow fabrics and I just want to sigh was happiness.
     
    Taking a last look in the mirror, I tuck my hair behind my ears and notice for the first time, my lack of earrings. No born vamps that I know of wear earrings because of course our bodies reject the holes. Some made vamps do of course, if they had their ears pierced before they were changed. I grin at myself and my great idea and bound downstairs.
     
    Noah swiveled on the couch to look at me with wide eyes, “Are there buffalo’s stampeding in here?! Oh, Blue, it’s just you, thank goodness”. He flashes me that dangerous smile.
     
    “ I want to get my ears pierced today”.
     
    “ Are you sure about that?” He looks slightly thrown.
     
    “ Yeah, I mean, I don’t know much about myself but I know I want earrings, and I need to do it before I chicken

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