“A kiss, when all is said, what is it? 'Tis a secret told to the mouth instead of to the ear.” ~ Edmond Rostand
From 9th -15th September you are invited to post one of your very own kissing scenes. Be it saucy, sexy, racy or sensual, we want to see what you can come up with.
And there are prizes on offer too! Each scene will be judged by some brilliant romance writers and their favourites can win a critique of their work, as well as a chance to win some awesome books from the judges themselves.
The rules are simple:
1. Sign up on the linky list and post the badge on your blog.
2. On one of the days of the week of September 9th, post a kissing scene on your blog. It can be either fiction or non-fiction.
3. Please do not exceed 250 words.
4. This is a blogfest, so visit the other participants and have fun!
It's not too late to enter if you fancy joining in, just head on over to the hosts to sign up.
My contribution to the festivities is potentially part of a larger story that I've had mulling around in my head for a little while now. I'm still trying to decide what genre I'm going to focus on but these two characters are screaming in my head to be let out.
Please let me know what you think:
The breeze rustled the leaves, but I didn't feel the cold. With one arm around me, Chris kept me warm enough. Turned towards me, holding my hand I couldn't help but face him too, just inches away from him as he looked into my eyes.
'I need to apologise for last night.' His voice was just above a whisper.
'Apologise for what?'
'When you asked me inside for coffee, you don't know how much I wanted to.'
'I wasn't sure … '
'I just couldn't trust myself to be with you.'
His closeness made my skin tingle. 'I thought you'd changed your mind about me.'
'Not at all,' he insisted, shifting closer still. 'I know it's only been a couple of days, but you've filled my mind. I've never known anything like this.'
'Really? I thought maybe it was just me.'
'It's killing me that you'll be gone in two days, it's not enough time.'
The reminder made my heart sink. 'Maybe it's better … ' I couldn't force the words out, looking into the trees for inspiration.
His hand brought my gaze back towards his. I knew what was coming and every pore of my skin was ready to burst in anticipation.
His lips met mine and my tingle went all the way down to my toes. Closing my eyes, I couldn't hold myself back, returning his advance with every part of me. As he wrapped me in his arms I knew this couldn't be for just a couple of days.