HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!! Thanks for stopping by! It's always a special day for children as they trot along to their classrooms with little Valentine cards and goodies in tote. My son has his skeleton Valentines all folded over and addressed with little heart stickers adorning them. And my daughter (the preschooler) just got pooped out from signing her name on all those little fairy kitty Valentines. Poor thing. She signed maybe four.... it was just too much work. LOL!
I was never much of a sap for this holiday, but I love the idea of everyone in a romantic mood for the day. So in the continued spirit of the weekend, I'm posting 250 words from my YA story, Float, for the Just Kiss Already blogfest. Read mine here, then check out the other entries at blogfest HDQ on Stina Lindenblatt's blog Seeing Creative. All that smooching is bound to put a little spark in your step today.
Also, there is a fun blogfest going on tomorrow too. And there's still time to sign up for it. It's the UN-Valentine blogfest where bloggers share their worst Valentine's or date ever. I know what mine was ... back in high school .... this guy I really liked, see ... Oh! Wait ... that's for tomorrow. Tune in then to find out my worst date experience ever. Do you have one you'd like to share so we can all laugh and cry together?? Go sign up at Beth Fred's site for the Anti-Valentine Blogfest.
Okay, my Just Kiss Already scene from Float. It's very short, which is the idea. But a quick set up: Sterling and Ali have just met at the airport and are spending the day together. He's on a layover headed back to Australia and Sterling works in the airport. After a night-long conversation over coffee they decided to head out into the city .... the chemistry between them has been growing all day ....
I look into his face, only inches from mine. It moves closer. I feel his hot breath, smell its sweet muskiness. Those lips I’ve been eyeing all day are now about to touch mine. They part slightly, moving in closer. I can’t breathe.
Instinctively, I bring my face toward his. Our lips meet, pressing into one another—gently at first, then firm and powerful. Sweet. Delicious. Amazing. My head spins. I want more.
But he retracts from me, smiling. Irresistible. Does he know what he’s doing to my body? He stands up and offers a hand to help me to my feet.
“I’ve been wanting to do that since I first saw ye,” he says.
I feel my face flush with embarrassment. But I smile. “Let’s go.”
We hold hands as we cross the street, back to the bus stop. This is the best New Year’s Day of my life. What a way to start the year.
My first kiss.
Thanks for tuning in! Welcome to new followers and fellow crusaders! I'll be making my rounds to all your blogs soon. Do you have a memorable first kiss? Please share ... maybe I can use it for future stories. ;)