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lip seeking a way in, her lips
parted without thought and he deepened the kiss. Her knees wobbled and he
pressed her harder into the wall to keep them both upright.
    Rose
couldn’t think at all. She just needed more. She felt dizzy, high, hungry, oh
hell - she didn’t know what she felt, only that she hadn’t felt it before,
hadn’t experienced anything as exciting in her life.
    Leo hadn’t
meant to kiss her more than briefly, but she tasted like heaven. He knew he was
attracted to her; his body certainly knew he had been for a while, but he
didn’t want to like her. He tried to hold himself back. He knew he had to break
the kiss. He didn’t want it to stop but he was getting in over his head.
    “Shit!” Leo
stepped quickly away from her “Sorry, Rose.”
    “Why… why
are you sorry?” Her voice came out a bit too high. She leant back against the
wall to regain her balance; she couldn’t quite trust her knees.
    “Well, you
know, I mean… we don’t really like each other, I didn’t mean to kiss you quite
as much as that.” He could tell he was making no sense. His brain function was
not fully coherent.
    “Blame the
mistletoe.” He pointed up.
    She looked
up and sure enough, there was the mistletoe from last night hanging from the
wall above her. How had it gotten there? She looked back at Leo, her eyes full
of suspicion. Had he planned this? He looked innocently back at her, his own
eyes giving absolutely nothing away. Of course he hadn’t, she reasoned, why
would he even want to?
    Leo went
into his pocket and drew out a small box tied with ribbon.
    “Happy
Christmas.” he said with a slight smile. He thrust it into her hand before
walking to the entrance of the boy’s dormitory without even a backward glance.
    Rose stood
stupidly holding the box, looking at the spot where he had vanished. She shook
her head to try to clear it, but she still felt completely spun out at being
kissed like that. She took a few deep breaths and looked down at the box.
    What would
he buy her?
    She heard
some footsteps coming down the stairs, and knew it would be Alex. Now wasn’t
the time to open the present. Putting it into her pocket she retied her
dressing gown a little tighter and tried to compose her features.
      “Hi!” Alex jumped the last three steps and
pulled her into a bear hug. “Happy Christmas!”
    She hugged
him back, burying her face in his jumper for a second to arrange her features.
    “Happy
Christmas, Al.” Her voice was muffled but he instantly detected she was not
herself. He pulled back a little so he could look her in the eye.
    “Are you
feeling sad about not being at home for Christmas?” He asked as he searched her
face with concern.
    “Hmm?” She
seemed distracted, and she looked at him then quickly looked away “Oh, yes, yes
that’s what it is.”
    Alex
frowned. Rose never lied, and he didn’t think she would ever lie to him, yet he
was convinced she just had.
    “What’s
going on, Rose?”
    She fought
the urge the scuttle away. It was difficult to act naturally in front of Alex
when she was feeling so unsettled; he knew her so well and was bound to notice.
But she couldn’t tell him; she didn’t even quite understand herself quite what
had happened.
    “Nothing’s
going on. It’s Toby.” She tried to act normally. “I just wanted you to put a
present on his bed for me. Is that a problem?” She asked defensively.
    “Of course
not.” Alex’s voice was full of surprise. “Why are you being weird? You just
snapped at me.”
    Rose
sighed, “Sorry Al, just ignore me, it’s nothing, I promise. Will you sneak this
onto his bed? Thanks.” She smiled as he nodded.
    Alex still
didn’t look convinced though. She faked a cheerful laugh and over compensated
by hugging him again. Then she kissed him on the cheek, gave a wave and said,
“See you at breakfast in half an hour?” over her shoulder before bolting for
the stairs to the girls’ dormitories.
    Alex walked
slowly up the