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by Cecilia Robert
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: InkSpell Publishing
Publication Date: March 21st 2012
Format: eBook, Kindle
Synopsis:
Four days before Valentine’s Day, Liese Hansfeld is determined to shut the door to her house, as well as her heart, for her annual four days of mourning her one true love. Little does she know her best friend Freytag Meier is just as determined to keep her from her ritual. He’s ready to pick the lock to her apartment door and camp in her living room if that’s what it takes.
What Freytag isn’t prepared for is the surge of deep-rooted emotions he feels for Liese, but two things stand in his way: the grief and guilt she still clutches close to her heart, and a man who threatens to snatch Liese from under Frey’s watchful eye. Frey is determined to distract her into forgetting her pain. But is that enough to ease her grief, or help her see he can be more than her best friend?
What is in a Kiss by Cecilia Robert
What is in a Kiss? I consider this one of the million euro or dollar question, because everyone has their own definition . Kisses can be sloppy, intoxicating, gentle, hungry and, and and,..
I believe there are different kiss flavours. No. I don’t mean minty, orange-y and such. I mean, in terms of seasons. Yes. You heard me. Seasons. A kiss can have the quality of Summer, Winter, Autumn or spring, or a combination of two seasons. Depending on who is administering the kiss. And how one reacts to that kiss.
In my book, Truly, Madly, Deeply, You, Frey and Liese are friends. How would either one react to the other’s kiss? Check out Frey’s reaction in this an excerpt from Truly Madly.
He saw hesitation in her eyes, uncertainty. If he didn’t goad her, she wasn’t going to kiss him. And right now, he wanted that more than the cold air he breathed. “Scared of an itsy bitsy little challenge?”
Her eyes narrowed at the challenging tone. Her full lips tightened, and then stretched into the amazing smile that always sent his heart to a full gallop inside his chest.
“As a matter of fact, no.” She leaned forward and brushed her lips over his, then pulled back and stared at him.
He rolled his eyes. “That was purely for show.” He leaned his head back, and lifted a brow at her. “Is that all you got for me, Miss Dare-Me-Anytime-of-the-Year?”
She inhaled sharply. Without warning, she slid her hands around his neck and yanked him closer. Her lips crashed into his, soft yet demanding. Caught off guard, he braced his hands behind her head on the car seat to keep his full weight from landing on her. This was the most awkward position he had ever kissed anyone in, or been kissed in, for that matter. Before he could adapt to the quality of the kiss, it changed. The demanding note was gone, and was replaced by a kiss so sensual it wiped the painful stitch from his side, along with any sense of coherent thought. He groaned and shifted his body. Without breaking the kiss, he climbed into the car, knelt in front of her, and urged her knees apart to accommodate his torso. And then it ended so fast he was left reeling and breathing heavily.
He leaned forward, touching his forehead to hers. He closed his eyes, trying to breathe in and out normally. He was aware of her rapid breathing, just as fast as his, and he knew the kiss affected her as it had affected him.
His eyes flew open at the soft chuckle, cutting through the charged-up air.
“So, what were you saying Mr Dare-To-Kiss-Me?” The hands dropped away from his face, but the warmth of them, and the kiss, lingered on.
“Intoxicating,” he said, as he attempted to step out of the car. He wasn’t sure if his legs would hold him up much longer to ensure he covered the distance to her house to retrieve the luggage, and back.
I believe there are different kiss flavours. No. I don’t mean minty, orange-y and such. I mean, in terms of seasons. Yes. You heard me. Seasons. A kiss can have the quality of Summer, Winter, Autumn or spring, or a combination of two seasons. Depending on who is administering the kiss. And how one reacts to that kiss.
In my book, Truly, Madly, Deeply, You, Frey and Liese are friends. How would either one react to the other’s kiss? Check out Frey’s reaction in this an excerpt from Truly Madly.
He saw hesitation in her eyes, uncertainty. If he didn’t goad her, she wasn’t going to kiss him. And right now, he wanted that more than the cold air he breathed. “Scared of an itsy bitsy little challenge?”
Her eyes narrowed at the challenging tone. Her full lips tightened, and then stretched into the amazing smile that always sent his heart to a full gallop inside his chest.
“As a matter of fact, no.” She leaned forward and brushed her lips over his, then pulled back and stared at him.
He rolled his eyes. “That was purely for show.” He leaned his head back, and lifted a brow at her. “Is that all you got for me, Miss Dare-Me-Anytime-of-the-Year?”
She inhaled sharply. Without warning, she slid her hands around his neck and yanked him closer. Her lips crashed into his, soft yet demanding. Caught off guard, he braced his hands behind her head on the car seat to keep his full weight from landing on her. This was the most awkward position he had ever kissed anyone in, or been kissed in, for that matter. Before he could adapt to the quality of the kiss, it changed. The demanding note was gone, and was replaced by a kiss so sensual it wiped the painful stitch from his side, along with any sense of coherent thought. He groaned and shifted his body. Without breaking the kiss, he climbed into the car, knelt in front of her, and urged her knees apart to accommodate his torso. And then it ended so fast he was left reeling and breathing heavily.
He leaned forward, touching his forehead to hers. He closed his eyes, trying to breathe in and out normally. He was aware of her rapid breathing, just as fast as his, and he knew the kiss affected her as it had affected him.
His eyes flew open at the soft chuckle, cutting through the charged-up air.
“So, what were you saying Mr Dare-To-Kiss-Me?” The hands dropped away from his face, but the warmth of them, and the kiss, lingered on.
“Intoxicating,” he said, as he attempted to step out of the car. He wasn’t sure if his legs would hold him up much longer to ensure he covered the distance to her house to retrieve the luggage, and back.
Thank you, Najla, for hosting me on Unputdownable Books in the duration of my book tour.
You're welcome Cece! :D I can't wait to read your book. It sounds great!
Cecilia Robert enjoys the play and weave of words that make up a good story. She enjoys creating fantastical worlds and getting lost in them. She often meets a prince, a princess, a pirate, ordinary and badass boy or girl who take her through the wonderful world of dreaming and fantasy.
She doesn't have particular leanings to any kind of story as long as it captures her attention She reads and enjoys urban/dark fantasy romance, paranormal, contemporary, sci-fi, mystery or horror as much as her children's school books.
Some nights, you can find her reading Puss in Boots for her daughter, or trying to understand how to read Manga comics from her son.
Hi Najla, Thanks so much for hosting me + Truly Madly Deeply You on Unputdownable Books. Really appreciated, :)
ReplyDeleteCheers,
Cecilia