Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Is It Getting Hot in Here?

I totally wasn't going to do this bloghop--mostly because Valentine's Day is the one day a year I take off from being a romantic--but, well, I couldn't resist. So here's a little scene I cooked up from my current wip:

I should have walked away then, said good night and gone back to Lucy’s room. But alcohol and my insecurities made me bolder than normal, and I moved closer to him, not letting him pass right away, making him slide past me.

Alec sucked in a breath. “Are you… staying over here?”

“Mhmm,” I answered, shooting for breathy and probably not succeeding. “In Lucy’s room.” I smiled at him, and judging by the look on his face I’d at least made it halfway to sexy. “Unless I get a better offer.”

“Quinn,” he groaned, taking an urgent step away from me. “You shouldn’t even start this.”

I stepped closer. “Why not?”

“Because… because…” He hesitated for a long, long time. “There’s a reason we broke up.”

“Sure,” I agreed amiably. “Because you were too chicken shit to put up with me. Are you still chicken shit, Alec?”

He was glaring now. “I wasn’t chicken shit,” he protested.

I laughed, but there was no humor in it. “Sure you were. Just a scared little boy who couldn’t take it when things got too intense. Just like now?”

“I wasn’t chicken shit,” he repeated. “And I’m not a scared little boy. Not then or now.”

I took another step closer, my chest touching his, looking directly up into his eyes with a challenge in mine. “Prove it.”

His lips slammed into mine, all fervor and no finesse for a minute before he eased back a little. He walked with me, pressing me back into a wall, lips moving against mine and tongue sliding into my mouth, tasting, caressing. His hands, tight against my shoulders at first, relaxed, sliding down my side to my waist, then up to just under my breasts. His fingers twitched against me.

I responded in kind, the kiss awakening the feelings that had never really gone dormant. My hands found the waistband of his pajama pants, hooking into them the same way I had a hundred times when we’d been together, and I pulled him closer. Heat fissured through me, settling in the pit of my stomach and lower, and I choked on the moan in my throat.

Then suddenly he was gone, and I shivered at the cold. His face was an almost comical mix of lust and horror which I’m sure mirrored my own expression perfectly. I tripped over my feet backing away.

“I, ah, I…”

Then I fled.


  1. An unplanned kiss is the best there is. I'm glad you posted this!

  2. I absolutely agree with Emily, and you really described the feelings well!

  3. Great scene and I love how the tables turned on he in the end

  4. Loving the conflict between these two. Nice one! :)

  5. Lol, it's all well and good until the alcohol wears off ;) You did a great job of showing their underlying emotions through action. Thanks for sharing!

  6. I love how it ends, it makes her the one that couldn't take it when things got too intense. Nice turn of the tables. I want to know what happens next! New follower *waves*

  7. Very sexy, but I always hate to see things end badly!

  8. Nice! I really liked this, especially the ending! Thanks for stopping by my blog! ;)

  9. Nice teaser! And I love the name Quinn, that's my daughter's name with a Y :)

    1. Oh my gosh, I wish I'd known that spelling when I first started writing this book. I love it!

  10. I really enjoyed the scene, especially Quinn egging him on.