Okay guys! LOCKED is out in a little less than two days, and I'm practicing my deep breathing. In the meantime, I'd like to post the first teaser.
“Fine. Penalty shot for Ashley’s team.”
“I’ll take it. I made the last shot,” says Sherlock. Nobody protests. I guess it’s hard to protest when he states everything like it’s already been decided. Ashley beams as she passes the ball to him. He takes his position in the middle of the gym floor, back straight, like he’s the star athlete of the world instead of a genius who’s probably never touched a basketball before in his life.
And then he keeps going.
When he reaches me, I have just enough time to say, “No, you’re supposed to take it from over there,” before he covers my mouth with his.
Sherlock Holmes is kissing me.
I think: Gym class? Really?
I think: What the hell do I do with my tongue?
I think: Oh.
So that’s what a kiss is like.
The whistle shrieks into the middle of everything. My head is a building imploding. I can feel them—his lips. Warm. Human. Alive. Shocking the ghost right out of me.
And then they’re gone.
“PDA, Holmes!” Mr. Dalton is roaring. “Office! Now!”
Sherlock is staring at me and for a split second, there’s a tiny bit of surprise on his face—as if he hadn’t been the one to walk over and kiss me out of nowhere. Not the shot he was supposed to take.