Swoon Thursday!
Swoon Thursday is hosted by YA Bound
From the book you're currently reading, or one you just finished, tell us what made you swoon. What got your heart pounding, your skin tingling and your stomach fluttering.
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Today I'm reading
No One's Angel by Kelly Walker
(Goodreads)
A little shudder goes through me, but I’m not sure if it’s fear or anticipation. I want so badly to be touched by him. I crave it like a junkie after her next fix. And like the junkie, I shouldn't want something so bad for me, because I know being touched means pain. But his voice was gentle, giving me a small ray of hope. I nod, then hold my breath. His finger softly glides across my lip. “You’ve got a bit of ketchup right here.”
I don’t, and I’m sure of it.
“I’m going to kiss it off of you.” He pauses, waiting again.
If my heart beats any faster it will turn itself inside out. I tilt my chin up toward him, telling myself I want this, because I do. I wanted it to be real every time we flirted in game, but it wasn’t. Is it now?
He dips the tip of his finger in the ketchup, then lightly touches it to my mouth. I can’t help it. My tongue flicks out, licking the last of the ketchup off his finger. He tastes like salt and heaven. And he’s definitely real.
I thought this was a perfect swoon for a cold winter day. I'm only 40% in but it's good so far, one of those books that's hard to put down.
What's your swoon?
Today I'm reading
No One's Angel by Kelly Walker
(Goodreads)A little shudder goes through me, but I’m not sure if it’s fear or anticipation. I want so badly to be touched by him. I crave it like a junkie after her next fix. And like the junkie, I shouldn't want something so bad for me, because I know being touched means pain. But his voice was gentle, giving me a small ray of hope. I nod, then hold my breath. His finger softly glides across my lip. “You’ve got a bit of ketchup right here.”
I don’t, and I’m sure of it.
“I’m going to kiss it off of you.” He pauses, waiting again.
If my heart beats any faster it will turn itself inside out. I tilt my chin up toward him, telling myself I want this, because I do. I wanted it to be real every time we flirted in game, but it wasn’t. Is it now?
He dips the tip of his finger in the ketchup, then lightly touches it to my mouth. I can’t help it. My tongue flicks out, licking the last of the ketchup off his finger. He tastes like salt and heaven. And he’s definitely real.
I thought this was a perfect swoon for a cold winter day. I'm only 40% in but it's good so far, one of those books that's hard to put down.
What's your swoon?
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