by Carolyn Brown
February reminds us of LOVE and that reminds us of that first kiss!
The bells, the whistles, the sizzle, the crackle in the air, the pure old heat that it generates. Whatever happens the first kiss is always remembered...and not just the first kiss in a lifetime but the first kiss in every relationship. And if you've already forgotten it, the relationship wasn't going anywhere anyway!
The most memorable first kiss in any of my books has to be the first one Cathy and Travis exchange in Hell, Yeah! After all, they'd never seen each other or met...
Everyone held up their plastic flute of champagne.
"Seven, hell yeah!"
"Six, hell yeah!"
She looked up to see a cowboy coming right at her. She blinked several times. It wasn't possible. Her imagination was playing tricks on her like it had for twelve years.
"Three, hell yeah!"
Watching him cross the floor in those long strides made goose bumps the size of mountains rise up on her arms.
"Two, hell yeah!"
Was he deranged or just drunk? If he didn't stop soon he would plow right into her.
"One! Hell yeah!" The noise shook the rafters.
He stopped with the toes of his scuffed up boots barely an inch from her feet and wrapped his strong arms around her, tilted her chin with the flat part of his fist and kissed her hard and passionately.
"Hell yeah!" the whole crowd roared when their kisses ended.
"Hell, no!" Cathy mumbled. She wiped the back of her hand across her mouth but it didn't take the red hot sting from her lips.
"Happy New Year." He was surprised that he could speak a coherent sentence. He only meant to kiss the woman for New year's. He didn't mean for it to glue his boots to the hardwood dance floor and put a shit eating grin on his face. If he'd had to wipe the smile form his face or eat dirt, he'd have had to open up his mouth and shovel in a spoon full. Hot damn, but that woman had the softest, sexiest lips he'd ever kissed.
And then there's the first kiss at the altar ... yep, it really happens in the fourth Spikes & Spurs romance. Only this couple are just best friends and have no intentions of falling in love. Ace needs to be married, like in a week, and Jasmine offers to help him out. After all what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas and no one in Ringgold, Texas will ever know. In a year they can sign divorce papers and it will all be over without anyone ever knowing that they said vows and exchanged rings.
Jasmine looked up and Ace looked down into her aqua colored eyes. She hadn't planned on this part. The preacher would say they were married and that would be that. But from the look in Ace's sexy eyes, he was going to seal the deal with a real kiss. She shut her eyes.
Holy shit! That wasn't supposed to happen! Jasmine thought.
(NOTE: What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Right? Sure, it's right...until it's broadcast on television and then even the folks back home in the tiny little town of Ringgold, Texas know that Jasmine and Ace are married. Holy shit doesn't begin to cover it!)
First kiss! Sizzle! Tingles!