Tuesday Teaser from SURRENDER THE SKY

By: Meradeth Houston on 4:00 AM

As my release date for the third Sary book draws nearer, I thought it might be fun to share a little scene :) (Though, warning, this isn't finished being edited yet, so any errors should be taken with a pound grain of salt!)

The gentle hand on my shoulder caught me off guard. I turned to stare at it for a long second before his other hand ran along my arm.

“I’m sorry. I should have seen it earlier. Is he okay?” My voice broke and I felt so stupid all over again.

He just shushed me while his hand cupped my cheek. Before I could think to react, he leaned around me, a flash of dark eyes and long lashes, and then his lips touched mine.

He caught my gasp of surprise, magnifying it into something that made everything inside me tingle. In one swift motion, he pulled me to my feet, his arms around my waist, and his soft kiss deepened. His tongue flicked past my teeth, and my hands slid into his hair, around his neck, unable to get enough of the touch of his skin and the solid muscles that tightened under my touch.

Pressed up against him, his warmth seeped in every last one of my cells, every inch that touched him. I pushed closer, wanting every bit of me connected to him.

He slid his lips down my throat, and I gasped. His low chuckle made goose bumps rise across my back.

I wanted to change my form, let his fingers slide between my wings, tickle the down at the base. I wanted him to touch and know every last little piece of me.

One of his arms worked loose, and he slid it down my back, over my rear, and grabbed my leg to wrap it around him. A second later, I ended up on the counter, both legs around his waist—reveling as his hands slid through my hair, traced down my back, and teased the edge of my shirt. Fire ran through my core and I wanted to pull my shirt off and let him explore, but I couldn’t get my mind to figure out how to do that.

“Oh, man, Jassen,” I said before I pressed my lips to his again.

The sharp slap of something hard hitting against flesh took a second to register. It took even longer to figure out why he’d pulled away.

“Wha—” I didn’t get the word out, just stared at the dazed Sary standing before me.

And his twin in the doorway, the Maglite flashlight I kept next to the kitchen door in his hands. Both twins glared at one another with enough hatred to melt glass.

“Who?” I ventured to ask but couldn’t say anything more. I knew.

Coolest Reflection Ever!