As soon as we were outside the door, Harper held me in his arms and planted his lips on mine. I returned his kiss with equal fervor, our lips desperately moving against each other. I clung onto his jacket clad biceps while his arms circled my waist. My body was flush against his, my soft curves with his hard ridges.

"You look beautiful." His voice came out all husky and hoarse. I looked into his eyes which had now changed Its color and had turned to black. A blush rose up my cheeks and I grinned at him.

"And no funny business." My Dad's voice sounded muffled coming through the...