Prologue

"Christian" I hear her moan. My hands are on her hips, gripping them tightly. Both of us are breathing heavily, but neither is willing to stop. I leave open mouthed kisses down her neck until I reach her collarbones. Her skin is like my own personal drug. I have to be touching her, anywhere and everywhere. She holds my face and brings it back to her lips. Her body, her smell, her lips, just her. She is intoxicating. I run my fingers through her hair and bring my lips down to her collarbones, tracing them lightly, licking every now and then. "Christian" she whimpers. She runs her hands through my hair and I think I'm going crazy. "Say it again, babe" I tell her, while still kissing all over her neck and chest. She puts her hands under my shirt and runs her hands over my chest and my stomach. The air feels thick and we are wearing too many clothes. "Christian... Christian I'm scared" She tells me. Her sentence makes me stop. Why was she scared? I kissed her lips and ask, "Why are you scared baby?" "Why are you holding a gun?" She asks. A gun? I'm not holding a gun. I look down at my hand and see the cold metal weapon I hadn't noticed was there before. I look up at those beautiful brown eyes that shine with terror. I slowly find myself pointing the gun at her. And without my will, my finger pulls the trigger.

Hundley Green has always enjoyed her status of popularity. Westford Prep is her kingdom. But, when the handsome yet mysterious Christian Winston enrolls at her school and shakes up her world, Hundley finds herself having to choose between love, and her safety.