What else would it be for? I’m a romantic at heart and I always will be. I write romance novels because I believe in happily ever afters. I LOVE getting to give my characters a happily ever after every time I write a story. I don’t like reading stories with sad endings and there’s no way I want to write one. I LOVE my characters. I’m way too attached to them to let something really bad happen to them. Sure they may go through a bit of tough times, but in the end, things are going to go their way, at least in love.
Here’s a little romantic excerpt from my book FALLING FOR YOU.
“You’re jealous of my ex-boyfriend. You’re jealous of that stupid kiss with him.” She didn’t have an ounce of uncertainty in her voice. Damn it.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Cassidy.”
“Oh no?” Cassidy sauntered toward him swinging her hips, her voice low and sexy. “So you didn’t mind when he grabbed me and pulled me into his arms and kissed me, hard on the lips?”
He flinched at the memory of Cassidy and Brad kissing. Every agonizing second of that kiss was burned into his brain, and he’d done nothing but compare that kiss to one he’d had with her only hours earlier. Which had she liked more? His anger toward Brad flooded back to him.
“You’re right,” he admitted bluntly, annoyed that Cassidy knew what he was really thinking—that he couldn’t hide his feelings from her. He hadn’t exactly been subtle, but he hadn’t thought he’d been obvious either.
Evan stood up from the bed, mere inches separating himself and Cassidy. She took a step backward, but he caught her arm, stopping her. Minutes earlier, he’d wanted nothing more than to be far, far away from her, but now he didn’t want her to go anywhere.
“I was jealous… No, I am jealous, because ever since I kissed you, I haven’t been able to think of anything else.” I’ve never had a kiss like that before.
Evan swept the back of his hand along Cassidy’s cheek and traced the line of her jaw until his hand stopped under her chin. He held her there, his gaze locked on the green eyes staring back at him.
“All this time, I’ve been fighting to stay away from you, trying to ignore the desperate urge I feel to kiss you.” He sighed, fighting for the right words. “That kiss—it was…amazing. Stopping was one of the hardest things I’ve had to do in a long time.”
His thumb stroked her bottom lip. He wanted to kiss her again.
Don’t do it. Stop.
“I hated seeing you kiss Brad. It was as if someone decided to use my chest for batting practice.” He tried not to focus on her inviting mouth. “I couldn’t believe the same lips I’d just had the most intense pleasure of experiencing, were now smashed up against the surfer boy’s undeserving smart-assed mouth.”
A small gasp escaped her mouth as her lips parted. The urge to kiss her flared inside him, the desire she sparked in him overwhelming. “I acted like a jerk, and I’m sorry.” He didn’t want to feel this way about her. It went against his plans, but he couldn’t
help it. Cassidy was simply too much to resist.
“I’m sorry, too,” Cassidy whispered. “I only ever wanted one man to kiss me that day,and it wasn’t the surfer boy. And, there’s only one I want to kiss me again.”
His mouth hovered above hers. “I’m going to assume you mean me.”
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