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Ah, First Kiss. That amazing physical connection that can rock your world. And the first one is oh so speical! Who can forget that kiss from The Notebook? One of the best kisses evah!
Welcome to another Saturday Snippet. I chose a first kiss from a Young Adult novel that I wrote entitled, Ravyn’s Fall. Ravyn is a young novice angel who’s made a deal with a demon, in order to escape the upper realm so that she can live as a human for one full year. In this scene she’s had a rather tramautic evening and surprisingly, it’s Ezekiel, the demon who comforts her. He’s so not what she’d envisioned for her first kiss, but nothing is as it seems and sometimes you just gotta go with the flow! Enjoy! and remember to click on the links at the bottom of the excerpt so that you can blog hop once more and read a wide variety of offerings!
â€śWhoâ€™s there?â€ť I whispered, not realizing Iâ€™d held my breath until Ezekiel stepped towards me and I let it out in a loud rush.
Did he hurt you?
His voice echoed softly in my mind and I shook my head slowly, trying hard to remember, because I knew something had happened. Something bad.
â€śWhy are you here?â€ť I asked instead, still trying to decipher the images and emotions that were running wild inside of me.
Did he hurt you?
His words were stronger now. I looked up into his eyes. Ezekiel had moved closer until he was only inches from my body. He was angry and for whatever reason, his dark mood only made me feel worse.
I shook my head slowly, trying to clear the fog and then, like a small crack my mind opened and memories began to filter through, some clear and some not so much. I began to remember and I felt ill.
Jacen. And what heâ€™d tried to do.
â€śNo, he didnâ€™t hurt me. I mean, I donâ€™t think he did.â€ť Ezekielâ€™s eyes narrowed, as I continued, totally confused. â€śWhat happened? It was like I was outside of myself. Like I had no control. I felt sick and heâ€¦he wanted to…â€ť
I couldnâ€™t go on and remained silent, my words stuck at the back of my throat as a river of emotion clogged my airway.
â€śDid you have anything to drink at the party?â€ť Ezekiel asked softly.
My eyes widened, insulted that heâ€™d even think Iâ€™d try alcohol. â€śNo! I would neverâ€¦I only had soda.â€ť
Ezekiel let out a harsh breath. â€śHe slipped something into the can, Ravyn.â€ť
I didnâ€™t know what to say to that because it just seemed so unbelievable to me.
â€śHe drugged you. Guess he thought youâ€™d be an easier target.â€ť Ezekielâ€™s face darkened. â€śI warned you about him.â€ť
His words lashed at me and I felt them like a physical blow.
â€śThatâ€™s not possibleâ€¦he wouldnâ€™t.â€ť I stood on shaky legs, nodding my head back and forth.
I could feel the tide turning and my fear loosened, letting my emotions wash over me like a tidal wave. I couldnâ€™t be sure what set them off. Was it the fact that Iâ€™d come so close to disaster in only two short weeks of being here? Or was it Ezekielâ€™s disapproving tone that got to me. As if it was in some way my fault.
It didnâ€™t matter really. I only knew Iâ€™d never felt so incredibly alone in my entire life. Not even when Iâ€™d spent three years observing in the Arctic. Not even then.
A tear slowly slid down my cheek and my eyes dropped to the ground. A deep sadness welled up from my chest and I found it hard to breathe.
â€śI justâ€¦â€ť I couldnâ€™t articulate what I was thinking. My knees buckled and I would have fallen flat on my face but Ezekiel moved with preternatural speed and his arms caught me. Again.
I rested my cheek against his chest and listened in silence to the heavy beating of his heart. It was a steady rhythm, almost hypnotic.
His arms were tense. I could feel that he was uncomfortable. I should have pulled away. This I knew, but I wanted, no, I needed some form of comfort. I felt like Iâ€™d utterly failed.
What would my father say if he knew what I had done? What I had come so very close to losing?
â€śI just wanted a kiss.â€ť I donâ€™t think I knew Iâ€™d spoken the words aloud until I heard Ezekiel gasp slightly. But there they were. Out in the open.
I looked up at him and the two of us regarded each other in silence for several long seconds. His body felt so strong and safe.
He started to say something and then stopped. His dark eyes glowed slightly and small sparks of red lit them from behind. He looked dangerous. Mesmerizing.
My hands crept up until they were resting against the pulse that beat at his neck. I could feel the strength that flowed through his veins and I thought, for a brief second that I should be very afraid. That this demon could do far more harm than someone like Jacen Kennedy, every could.
But I felt safe. In his arms.
My eyes settled on his lips. They were strong, delicious looking. So very kissable.
Without thought and acting purely on instinct, I stood up on my tip toes as my hands crept even higher, to lock around the back of his neck. I didnâ€™t know what I was doing. It was as if my body was possessed by something other than myself.
Was it the heat of the moment? The fact that Iâ€™d come so close to the edge of darkness? Was that why I was behaving so erratically? Was I mental?
I didnâ€™t know and I didnâ€™t care. I only knew that I was going to have my first kiss.
And it was going to happen now.
I applied pressure to the back of his neck and my eyes flew to his as I felt his hesitation, but then he was lowering his head.
And his mouth was against mine. So very soft, like a whisper. Our energies, incredibly different and unique collided and electricity tingled its way down my limbs. I could feel the heat of his body and the feather like touch from his mouth was unlike anything Iâ€™d ever experienced before.
It was heavenly, unexpected.
And so very, very sinful.
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