Well, that’s what I promised my novel critique group, anyway… 😉 I’m not sure if I lost my mind DURING the writing of this book or if it’ll be gone AFTER the (first) finished version, but either way, I might have been nuts to promise it by that date. But I am determined! I’ll make it happen! Yay! Go me! (Waves the Happy Anise Writing Flag.)
And you know that there has to be a cookie crumb… 😉
She could not even see Nathaniel’s face; the light was still behind him.
“You’re lying. You felt something because of me, Victoria, not five minutes ago. Are you going to claim that you didn’t?”
“Tell me that you don’t feel anything when I touch you. Tell me, and I’ll leave you alone. We’ll get out of here in the morning, and you need never see me again.”
She opened her mouth to lie, her head tipped up to his, but he made a sudden, swift move forward, and then he kissed her.
“Tell me you don’t feel this,” he growled.
She couldn’t speak at all. She was melting. Drowning in a sea of sensations. He was only touching her lips with his, but it felt as if he had touched all of her with fire, a fiery sea of lava.
His lips parted from hers, and she made an instinctive noise of protest.
And P.S.: I’m planning an entire “How to Market Like Coca-Cola” series. Next, we’ll examine the history of CC’s ad campaigns over the last 100 years. But it’ll have to wait until after March 25th!!!