With her.
She swiveled in my arms and hiked up on her toes, the girl so short she struggled to get to me. I could feel my smile where it was pressed to her mouth. So damned sweet.
Could feel her racing through my veins.
Fire.
This girl was a bundle of fireworks.
Waiting for a match.
I swooped her into my arms and carried her to our bed, set her in the middle of it.
Gazed down on this girl staring up at me.
Hard and soft.
Tainted and pure.
Vixen and angel.
She touched my face just as sure as she touched my heart.
She was every hue of color, reds and blues, the darkest black and blinding white.
Energy and life.
Boom.
The End