Happy Valentine’s Day! To commemorate the holiday I wanted to talk about first kisses. My first kiss…
[Wayne’s World flashback effect]
Or this guy’s https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E2O6z3LwFgg.
Anyway, I was in 9th grade which I at least thought at the time made me a late bloomer. I was at a fall bonfire party at a girl’s who lived in my neighborhood and my crush, Kevin, was there. He was sooooo dreamy and it was all soooo romantic. Night, bonfire, cutest guy in my class sitting next to me. We were all roasting marshmallows and hanging out, then he leaned over and kissed me. It was all sweet and left marshmallowy stickiness on my mouth and while I’m thinking how gross that is now, at the time it was the BEST! My heart raced and I was giddy with happiness.
Oh swoon. And, I even have a photo to commemorate the occasion. Ah, look at my Valentiney heart sweater, even though it was a Halloween party. I was ready for love! I’m looking like, get me out of here. I have no idea what he’s drinking. I’m sure it’s Pepsi. Either way notice I’m not drinking.
Everything was perfect and blissful. Until after that party when he avoided me at school, and I heard he really liked my cute bff and was just macking with me to get to know her better. JERK! But look at me and my feathery hair! Ah 1983, where have you gone? To have Duran Duran on the radio and heart sweaters again.
Oh well. My first of romance’s life lessons. There were more to follow.
I wanted to share a first kiss from my upcoming novel Speak of the Devil, due out March 15th. Have I mentioned I have a book coming out in a month? I don’t think it’s too much of a spoiler. This is Lily and Luc. No marshmallows were harmed in the creation of this scene.
I needed to be near him, his presence… so I walked slowly up to him. He looked at me strangely since I didn’t slow as I got to him. He straightened, but I moved until I closed in on him. I took his face in my hands and kissed him like I’d never kissed anyone in my life, as though my life depended on it, all the while knowing he could be gone tomorrow and we had no stable future together. All we had was the moment and the kiss. Love lit me up until I felt like I was brighter than the sun behind him, and finally… finally for the first time since I’d died, I felt alive again.
He put his hands up to stop me at first in a feeble attempt at best. Slowly his tension released and his body relaxed as he kissed me back. I felt like I was home. The kiss was light and innocent and sweet. It was pure and all encompassing. I didn’t feel the usual guilt for being happy. I didn’t feel sad for living. The kiss mended everything.
*sigh* Luc’s so dreamy and no way he’d be using Lily to hit on her best friend. Well for one thing her best friend died, but still.
How was your first kiss? Feel free to share.
Hope your Valentine’s Day is as dreamy as Luc!