laughed a lot that day. Ian told Alex he had always regretted never having kissed her properly and without any warning he had claimed her mouth with his right at her front door. With no time to think, Alex had melted in his arms and kissed him back as eagerly as he devoured her. Equally, without warning, Ian had pulled away and stood looking at her with a dumbfounded look on his face. He had felt it too she could tell. He had felt the unbelievable heat and attraction that was between them like she had yet he had the strength to pull back from it. She smiled to herself as she remembered his words. “Wow, Alex. I think you could be very dangerous to me.” He’d quickly waived good-bye and left her on the front porch with swollen lips and desire pulsing through her body. She had kissed boys before but it had never felt like that. He had awakened a desire she had never known with that short, intense kiss. Her body ached for his touch. She hardly slept that night thinking of that kiss and how it would feel to have her body pressed to his for eternity. Such wicked thoughts for a seventeen year old girl! The next day at school whenever their paths crossed it was obvious to Alex that Ian went out of his way to avoid her. Maybe he was afraid of the heat that had flamed between them as much as Alex was. Maybe he was simply embarrassed or regretted what he had done. Ian continued to avoid her and would barely acknowledge her when they would see each other at parties and other school functions. Alex ached for him to talk to her and be her friend again as they were when they were younger. She couldn’t stop thinking about that one afternoon spent with Ian and that intoxicating kiss. She had always felt a special closeness to Ian and she had thought he had felt that closeness too. It wasn’t until the end of the school year at the Senior Prom that Ian finally gave her some attention. It was the most memorable night of her life. It was the night her tumultuous relationship with Ian had begun and it was a night she would never regret or forget. Alex had attended the prom with Peter but her heart was not in it. There was only one guy she wanted to be there with but he was there with Mary Ann Putnam, the most popular and most buxom girl in school. She tried not to openly sulk throughout the evening and give Peter a happy time to remember. Dear Peter. He was as besotted with her in high school as she was with Ian. When the king and queen of the prom was announced it was no surprise to most students that Ian and Alex took home the crowns. Alex herself however was surprised. She had a lot of friends but she had never been a part of the popular crowd. She was overjoyed but not because she was chosen as queen, but because Ian couldn’t avoid her now. As queen of the prom, she was required to have a dance with the king. Ian approached Alex smiling wickedly and offered her his hand. “May I have this dance my queen?” “Certainly, your Excellency. I would be honored,” she replied. As Ian held her close and spun her around the dance floor Alex was in heaven. They laughed and enjoyed each other’s company just like always. They parted after their dance but Alex felt him watching her all evening. Towards the end of the dance Alex watched Ian cross the dance floor and ask Peter for permission to share another dance with his queen. “Fine with me buddy,” Peter had said trying to sound indifferent but she found out later he was inwardly seething with jealousy. Peter had seen how the two of them had enjoyed their last dance together and ever since had been sipping at the flask he’d smuggled into the school gym. “But I want her back.” As Ian and Alex swayed on the dance floor to the slow number Ian held her close. She could feel his warm breath on her neck and his lips were close to her ear softly touching her occasionally as they moved. Every inch of his body was so hard and strong. His teeth were so straight and white and his