I have been SO looking forward to the "Is It Getting Hot In Here?" blogfest! Thanks to Hope and Cassie for setting this up! You girls rock!
So, onto my post! I am sharing one of my favourite kisses from a piece I wrote a few years ago, which may or may not end up as a publishable book one day! The scene involves Leah and Andy (whose name will change eventually, but at this point, Andy will do for now lol!). These characters have been working together for a few months, and there has been a lot of tension between them, mainly because Andy enjoys making Leah's working day very difficult. Here's what happens during one of their more epic fights (but cut down to fit the word count!)
I turned away, ready to open the door for him to leave before I ended up punching him in the face for being so smug, but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back to him. As I stumbled against him, I clung to his waist to keep myself from falling over. My fingers twitched with longing as they gripped the taut muscles beneath them, his hands grasped my hips, and he crushed his lips against mine. His mouth was hot, kissing me with a fierce hunger, making me feel a thousand different things at once. With every touch of his lips, my anger was replaced with excitement, passion and….relief. His tongue slid into my mouth and his fingers dug into my sides, keeping me close.
‘No, no, this can’t happen!’ a voice said from the depths of my mind, ‘This is insane! Stop it. Now!’
Coming to my senses slightly I pulled away from him, my heart racing. I couldn’t speak, I could barely breathe.
“Don’t even try telling me you want me to stop,” Andy said, huskily.
There was something like desperation in his voice, and I was torn between my determination not to let him get to me, and my need lose myself in him for just a bit longer. While I hesitated, he lowered his face towards mine and kissed me again.
Happy Valentine's Day everyone!