“Maybe I should have asked if you’re afraid of heights,” Jaxon murmurs after a few minutes, his lips still pressed against mine.
“Heights? Not really,” I answer, sliding my hands through his hair and trying to get him to kiss me again.
“Good.” He moves my right hand until it’s at my throat, so that I’m able to keep the blanket around me by clutching both corners in one fist. “Hold on to that blanket.”
And then he grabs my left hand and spins me out fast and sharp, like they used to do in those old-time swing dances.
I gasp at the fast, jerky movement—and the fact that through it all, I can’t feel the ground beneath my feet. Then scream a few seconds later as I get my first good look at the sky since Jaxon started to kiss me.
We’re no longer on the parapet looking up at the northern lights. Instead, we’re floating at least a hundred feet above the top of the castle, and somehow it feels like we’re right in the middle of the aurora borealis.
“What are you doing?” I demand when I can finally get the words out past the terrified lump in my throat. “How are we flying?”
“I think floating is a better description of what we’re doing,” Jaxon tells me with a grin.
“Flying, floating. Does it matter?” I clutch his hand with all my might. “Don’t drop me.”
He laughs. “I’m telekinetic, remember? You’re not going anywhere.”
“Oh, right.” The truth of that gets through to me, has me relaxing, just a tiny bit, the death grip I’ve got on him. And for the first time since we started floating, I really look at the sky around us.
“Oh my God,” I whisper. “This is the most incredible thing I’ve ever seen.”
Jaxon just laughs and pulls me back in, this time with my back against his chest so I can see everything and feel him wrapped around me at the same time.
And then he spins us around and around and around through the lights.
It’s the ride of a lifetime, better than anything Disneyland or Six Flags could ever dream up. I laugh all the way through it, loving every second of it.
Loving the thrill of whirling across the sky with the lights.
Loving the feeling of dancing through the stars.
Loving even more that I get to do it all wrapped in Jaxon’s arms.
We stay up for hours, dancing and floating and spinning our way through the most spectacular light show on earth. On one level, I know I’m cold—even wrapped up in the jacket, with Jaxon curled around me and the aurora borealis spread out across the sky in front and behind me—but on all the important levels, I barely feel it. How can I when the joy of being here, in this moment, with Jaxon makes it impossible to focus on anything else?
Eventually, though, he brings us back down to the parapet. I want to argue, want to beg him to keep us up just a little bit longer. But I don’t know how his telekinesis works, don’t know how much energy and power it took for him to keep us up there as long as he did.
“And you thought vampires were only good for biting things,” he murmurs into my ear when we’re once again standing on solid ground.
“I never said that.” I turn in to him and press my mouth against his neck, loving the way his breath catches in his throat the moment I put my lips on him. “In fact, I think you’re good for a lot of things.”
“Do you now?” He pulls me closer, drops kisses on my eyes, my cheeks, my lips.
“I do.” I slide my hands into the back pockets of his jeans and revel in the way he shudders at my touch. “Though, not going to lie, the biting is pretty impressive too.”
I lift my mouth for another kiss, but he steps away before I can press my lips against his. I start to follow him, but he just smiles and rubs his thumb across my bottom lip. “If I start to kiss you now, I’m not going to want to stop.”
“I’m okay with that,” I answer as I try to plaster our bodies together.
“I know you are.” He grins. “But I have something I want to do first.”
“What could possibly be more interesting than kissing me?” I joke.
“Absolutely nothing.” He drops a quick kiss on my lips and then takes a big step back. “But I’m hoping this comes in a close second. Shut your eyes.”
“Why?”
He gives a heavy mock sigh. “Because I asked you to. Obviously.”
“Fine. But you better still be here when I open them up.”
“You’re in my room. Where else would I be?”