It Started With a Kiss (Insta-Spark)

With a chuckle, Daniel pulled off my glasses, as well. “See now?”

I gasped. Now I realized why his touch felt so right and his voice familiar. “It is you! Mr. Blurry!”

He laughed and slipped my glasses back on, kissing the end of my nose.

“I’m sorry. I was so worried about being late and nervous about being here, I didn’t see you.” He lifted my hand, ghosting his lips over my fingers. “I went to get you some things to help with the pain and when I got back, you were gone.”

“Beth kept texting me. I honestly didn’t think you’d come back.”

“I did. I was very sad to see you were gone. I didn’t know how to find you.” His voice dropped. “And then you walked in here. You found me, Sprite.”

There was that name again. “Sprite?”

“You look like a picture from a book I was reading to my niece the other night. A woodland Sprite.” He caressed my cheek with the back of his fingers. “It suits you.”

“Oh?”

He chuckled. “Mischievous, stubborn, and willful. You displayed all those traits in the few minutes I had with you, before you disappeared. Another trait you share with them. Disappearing. We’ll have to work on you not doing that again.”

I giggled.

Daniel opened a bag beside him and snapped a package in his hand, wrapping it around my fingers. Instantly, soothing cold soaked into my skin. “The ice should help the pain and the swelling.” He passed me the bag. “There’re splints if you need them, some Tylenol, and of course, your peppermints.”

“Oh.”

“Halitosis, Avery?” he asked, amused.

“I was worried,” I admitted with a smirk.

Something pressed on my lips, and I opened them so Daniel could slip in a mint.

I rolled it around on my tongue, gasping as he kissed me deeply.

He eased back, looking mischievous, and opened his lips so I could see my mint now resting on his tongue. “So much sweeter now,” he crooned.

Desire exploded in me. How did he make something like stealing a mint from my mouth so incredibly sexy? I was sure I whimpered.

Stepping back, he shook his head. “I dreaded coming here. And now I don’t want to leave.”

“I’ll see you tonight.”

“Can I call you this afternoon?”

“Yes.”

“I’m sorry about your hand.”

“You can kiss it better later.”

His eyes darkened. “I’ll kiss anything you want. Just promise me you won’t disappear again.”

“I promise.”

His warm lips nuzzled my forehead. “Until tonight.”

My eyes followed him to the door. He turned, winked, and pressed his fingers to his lips before he disappeared through the door.

I sighed and slid down the wall to the floor.