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I tripped over my foot and started to fall. Joe wrapped his arm around my waist and steadied me, pulling my body to his in the process.
We stood chest to chest, his arm holding me to him. My heart sped up and my breathing became shallow. The warm feeling down below returned with a tingling I hadn’t expected but wasn’t ready to lose just yet.
“Can you list the Seven Deadly Sins?” Joe asked, his voice barely a whisper.
I stared up into his eyes, mesmerized. “Envy, slothfulness, gluttony.”
“Have you ever done any of those, Rose?”
I nodded slowly.
“That’s only three. Do you know the other four?”
“Wrath, pride, greed…lust.”
His face moved closer to mine. My heart beat even faster, trying to flip-flop out of my chest.
“Ever felt greed?”
“I don’t know.”
“Lust?” His mouth was inches from mine.
Overcome with a yearning I’d never felt before, I didn’t answer, just studied his face.
“Have you really never been kissed? I find that so hard to believe.” His free hand caressed my cheek.
I felt his breath on my face and something in me ached with a need I couldn’t name.
His mouth lowered so close to mine, our lips almost touched. “I can help you with an item on your list.”
“Which one?” I whispered, searching his eyes and trying not to go cross-eyed.
“Number fourteen, a kiss.”
My heart thumped so hard I wondered if I was about to have a heart attack. But I decided if I was gonna die, then kissing Joe was probably a good way to go. “Can you make it a really good one?”
Joe laughed, tilting his head back, to my utter disappointment.
“So you can’t make it a good one or you don’t want to kiss me?” I asked, peeved.
He stopped laughing. “Neither.” The hand around my waist inched up my back, pulling me even closer to him, which I hadn’t thought possible. He did it slow and deliberate, like I was a mouse and he was a cat, playing with his prey. His eyes bore into mine, his mouth inching closer. My heart rate sped up again, the ache inside growing with every second.
“Are you sure, Rose?” he asked, a small grin lifting the corners of his mouth and making his eyes twinkle.
“Yes,” I sighed and closed my eyes.
His lips touched mine, soft and gentle, pulling my lower lip between his. I felt his tongue dart out and tickle my upper lip. I gasped and he pulled me even closer, his mouth working magic on mine, igniting a bonfire in my gut that threatened to consume me. My legs felt weak and I wrapped my arms around his neck to steady myself. His response was to open his lips even more and do things with his tongue that I had never considered before. I clung to him for dear life, certain I would never survive the onslaught of fire raging through my body.
When he pulled his mouth away, we both panted, our faces inches apart. His hand cupped my face and his thumb stroked my cheek. “How was that?”
I thought about it, unsure how to respond. “It’s hard to say, since I have nothing else to compare it to, but I think it was probably pretty good.”
“Pretty good?” he asked with a mischievous look in his eye. “Why, if I didn’t know better Rose Gardner, I would suspect you were a tease. Are you telling me that you need something to compare it to?”
I nodded, licking my lower lip where he had nipped.
His eyes followed my tongue. The playfulness fell away and his lips found mine, much more insistent this time, much more demanding. I never thought it possible to lose oneself in someone else, but I lost myself in him. When he stopped, I had no idea if I stood on my own. Turns out I didn’t. Joe held me up with the arm around my back.
About the Author:
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Denise Grover Swank was born in Kansas City, Missouri and lived in the area until she was nineteen. Then she became a nomadic gypsy, living in five cities, four states and ten houses over the course of ten years before she moved back to her roots. She speaks English and smattering of Spanish and Chinese which she learned through an intensive Nick Jr. immersion period. Her hobbies include witty Facebook comments (in own her mind) and dancing in her kitchen with her children. (Quite badly if you believe her offspring.) Hidden talents include the gift of justification and the ability to drink massive amounts of caffeine and still fall asleep within two minutes. Her lack of the sense of smell allows her to perform many unspeakable tasks. She has six children and hasn’t lost her sanity. Or so she leads you to believe.
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