Greetings! Well, what do you know… I have finally resolved the wordpress issues that have kept me away since mid-April. Okay, so they kind of resolved themselves once I finally updated my browser, but I’m ecstatic to finally be able to access and post on my blog again. (It’s the little things.)
What better way to dive back into my blog, than to do it with a big splash. It’s summer, after all, and summer is hot. While my main writing focus is paranormal, romance often sneaks its way into my stories so I’ve decided to give the Scintillating Sunday blog hop a try and share some spicy stuff.
Tthe rules are simple. Eight words, eight sentences, or eight paragraphs of our choosing, so long as they are “scintillating”. I hope I can live up to that. Want to join in the fun? You can find the rules and the sign up for next week on the main blog page HERE
.Enjoy my snippet and be sure to sample the other participants as well. No doubt, you will not be disappointed.
My snippet comes from my current work-in-progress, Commitment.. Whether or not this snippet survives the edits is yet to be determined. 😉
What difference would one kiss make? Her lips could sweep over his and then he would disappear just as he’d done before and nothing in her life would change. She would still be in the same hopeless peril with the same lonely future staring back at her. She didn’t need Kent in her life. She didn’t need any man but for some reason, she wanted him.
Olivia closed her eyes and lifted her lips to his, a surprisingly easy distance to close since he’d lowered his face in anticipation of this moment. His arms pulled her in and the passion flared. Lips parted, he invited her to taste him and she did so, gratefully. She sank into his arms and crushed her chest against his, feeling the heat and the strength envelope her. Time stood still while they tempted each other with their lips and tongues and then just as abruptly, he let her go.
“What are you doing?” he whispered breathless, the desire evident on his face as he searched her eyes for some meaning or motivation behind what had just happened.
“I don’t know.”
He sighed and glanced at the clock before slowly stroking the top of her arm. She had so many thoughts in her head but she couldn’t seem to put any of them in logical or coherent order so she simply stood there waiting for him to say or do something, to make the next move.
“Is this your way of getting back at Haley?” he asked.
“What are you talking about?”
“You’re mad at her for sleeping with Ryan so now you’ll try to sleep with her brother.”
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6 thoughts on “#ScintillatingSunday Hopeless Peril, The Kiss”
Great excerpt! Keep it!
Thanks, Gale. 🙂
One kiss can make a big difference! Loved the excerpt.
Thanks, Normandie! 🙂 Indeed, a kiss is a powerful thing.
I agree, leave it as it is.
If the situation allows, I will, but I’ve made significant changes to the plot since writing this scene.