Welcome! And Happy Valentine’s Day! Today is all about kissing. I’m participating in the INDIE-kissing blogfest. And it’s never too late to join!
Here’s a scene from A SPY LIKE ME. The first book in the Circle of Spies Series.
“Great. I’ve got people trying to kill—”
He pulled me to him and his mouth covered mine. I fought back at first but he wouldn’t let go and my defenses crumbled. Heat washed over me as his kiss deepened. His body pressed into mine. I stifled a tiny groan of pain and pleasure. The vodka had pretty much numbed any feeling in my leg. His kiss deepened again, and it was better than eating a triple peanut butter chocolate ice cream cone in Pennsylvania or skinny-dipping in the creek when it reached 100 degrees.
His kiss softened. He was gentle and loving, like he cared. His hand grazed my cheek. His past, my past, our families all faded. It was just me and him. Malcolm and Savvy. Two teens.
My heart broke a little bit. I don’t even know why. Maybe because I could add one more person to the list of people I cared about who would betray me and leave me. One more person I cared about more than they did me.
His hands slid down my back to the hem of my shirt. In one suave lift, my shirt was off.
My hands roamed across his chest, exploring. He tenderly ran his fingers down my arm, and I shivered.
He whispered in my ear, “God help me, you’re beautiful. Even with frosting in your hair.”
The words sank in and something broke. The cracks in my heart that I’d plastered and put Band-aids on tore open. Emotion flooded out and filled every inch of my body. My face was wet with tears.
He pulled away and kissed them. “In my line of work, you can’t care about anyone too much. It can get you killed.”
“That’s good, because I don’t care about you. The tears are purely a post-traumatic side effect of getting shot.”
At least I was pretty sure my life wouldn’t end tonight.
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Love this. ~melts~
Better than a triple peanut butter chocolate ice cream cone? Yes and Yum! Great kiss! 🙂
“Even with frosting in your hair.” So sweet! I love it!
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It’s so sad and so sweet at the same time! Now I want frosting!
SQUEE!!!! Ahhh, I LOVE that story. Now I want to read it again! 😀 Great scene~ <3
*sigh* So lovely. My hubby complains about people kissing after intense chase, fight, or near death scenes, but I think it’s instinctual. You’re faced with your mortality. You need comfort and the added thought this could be the last time pushes you on. It’s the fasted way to start healing even if it includes a bit of breaking heart.
Loved this.
Thanks everyone! I’m off to visit yours!
I loved reading this all over again. Especially this part
My heart broke a little bit. I don’t even know why. Maybe because I could add one more person to the list of people I cared about who would betray me and leave me. One more person I cared about more than they did me.
I love how specific her comparisons are–they tell us so much about who Savvy is. And the sassy comeback at the end–GOLD. 🙂
And she’s a spy – awesome! Just added to my TBR list.
Thanks for the tantalizing teaser. 😉
I love the imagery in this, thanks! (:
Love this! So sweet and sad at the same time.
I remember this scene! Great stuff – as is the whole book! 🙂
That is a swoon-worthy kissing scene! Loved it. Happy Valentine’s Day!
Nice excerpt. Love the way you wrapped things up at the end. 😉
Awww, so sweet.