---- myself against Keith. My eyes locked tightly on his lips before I kissed him. Keith did not pull away. He gave me a quick look, his deep eyes flickering with amusement. "Getting a little wild, huh?" he teased. I grinned, feeling a bit mischievous. "Hey, I just got carried away. I mean, I wouldn't want you to end up in the tabloids, or let anyone else see you like this." I knew I had looks that could kill. Some said I was ice- cold when I did not smile, but when I did, I was irresistible, like a siren's call. Keith softly held my chin. As our lips met and our breath mingled, he whispered, "Now that we're an item, what else do you want?" My heart skipped a beat, racing even faster. Keith always seemed so serious, but he had a wild side he kept hidden. Me? I was all tough on the outside, but a total pushover when it came to love. ---- Back when we first dated, Keith had me wrapped around his finger. Years later, he still had that same pull on me. Out of nowhere, a sharp pain hit my chest. My hand shook, and I pushed him away, trying to hide my sudden weakness. Keith's warmth vanished in an instant, his face turning icy, the flirty vibe gone like smoke. "Elsie, playing hard to get doesn't suit you," he said.