Hello Everyone! Here is an excerpt from WINTERING HEARTS—18th Chapter-The Kiss:
I didn’t know who moved first. Maybe it was him. Maybe it was me.
But suddenly, his lips were on mine.
The kiss was soft at first, hesitant, like he wasn’t sure if this was allowed, if we should stop.
I didn’t want to stop.
I reached up, tangling my fingers in his hair, pulling him closer.
His restraint snapped.
The kiss deepened, turning hungry, desperate. His hands found my waist, his grip firm. The world tilted as he rolled us again, his weight pressing me into the earth, into the warmth of the sun.
I felt alive.
I felt more than alive.
When we finally broke apart, we were both breathless.
Cail rested his forehead against mine, his fingers still splayed against my waist.
"This is dangerous," he murmured. It was not like Mother could see us. She was gone for now.
I swallowed, nodding. "I don’t care."
He exhaled a soft laugh. "Of course you don’t."