Contemporary

Bayou Born By Linda Joyce

Monday, April 15, 2013

Kiss: Show and Feel - No Tell

One of the best things about romance is unquestionably The Kiss.

Ah, we all remember our first one, right? Not the experimenting, bumbling-around one after our hormones first kicked in. But the one where the anticipation of it made our skin tingle. We couldn’t sleep, barely ate, and we waited for the moment to happen, often holding our breath.

When the moment finally bloomed...we were never the same afterward. Somewhere in that press of lips together, we took a leap across the universe and landed in enchantment.


Many of us remember the first kiss of our favorite character with their someone special.

But what is a kiss? Dictionary.com defines “kiss” as

(http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/kiss?s=t - if you wish to include the link for the definition)

verb (used with object)
1. to touch or press with the lips slightly pursed, and then often to part them and to emit a smacking sound, in an expression of affection, love, greeting, reverence, etc. He kissed his son on the cheek.

2. to join lips with in this way: She kissed him and left.

3. to touch gently or lightly: The breeze kissed her face.

4. to put, bring, take, etc., by, or as if by, kissing: She kissed the baby's tears away.

I don’t know about you, but I never cared for the smacking kiss. It was how Grandma kissed my cheek. I enjoy many other types of kisses and mine are always an expression of affection.

In Bayou Born, here’s a peek at Branna and James and a kiss:

“Oh, Lord! If Momma could see me now.” She laughed, not caring who might hear her over the din of voices and piped-in muzak.
With James in the lead, their hands linked, she followed him toward their seats. Someone behind her bumped her hard. She gasped. Fell forward into James, almost sending him forward. She struggled to right herself with the rowdy crowd pushing all around her. Tremors of fear raced through her mind as she started to slip toward the floor.

Panicked, she clawed at James’ back.

James turned on a dime. Grabbed her, protected her from falling. He sheltered her from the crushing crowd, and held her steady as she caught her breath. The crowd parted around them as though they were a large boulder in the middle of a fast moving river. Shaken, she clung to him, then blinked when he leaned in and kissed her.

His mouth was warm.

Heat and quivers raced all the way to her toes.

Wrapping his arm around her, he said, “Don’t worry. I’ll protect you.” Then he wrapped her in an embrace, rested his hand on her hip, and guided her back to their spot at the bar.

Shocked by the kiss, a touch so light and quick that it appeared and disappeared so fast she could have dreamt it. She touched a finger to her lips. They were still warm where his lips had been.

“Who’s going to protect me from you?” she whispered.


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