REWRITE THE STARS
The hour was late, the night was magic, the tourists had melted away into the mists, leaving the two of them alone, drenched in moonlight beside the water.
Gabriel was going to kiss her. She wanted him to kiss her. Ached for it. As he slowly lowered his head to hers, her whole body vibrated, leaning forward, yearning… But as she closed her eyes and leaned up for his kiss, Calleigh suddenly found herself standing five feet away from him. She could see the rapid, hoarse rise and fall of his breath as he stared at her in the moonlight with eyes so dark, they seemed black.
“What is it, Callie?” he said in a low voice. “Why did you jump away?”