In honor of Valentine’s Day, we at Oasis for YA have put together the That’s Y’Amore blogfest, featuring 250 swoon-worthy words from our manuscripts!
Here is my excerpt:
Caleb’s chest rose with a full breath and he jerked awake. A weight pinned down his right shoulder and he shifted it slowly, worried he’d injured the muscles. A soft sigh drifted to his ears and his eyes flew open. Helene lay on her side, curled up with her lips right near his chin. She was asleep.
His pulse stuttered. His breath hitched. He fought the urge to kiss her awake. And then he didn’t care.
He didn’t care if anyone else was in the room.
He didn’t care that she wasn’t one of them.
He didn’t care if she had to go back to the past and might take his heart with her.
His lips grazed hers. He reveled in the soft skin, the sweet smell of her skin. He covered her mouth with his, pushing harder until her eyes opened. She smiled against him, her lips curving and contouring to his.
She rolled over, lifting her leg over his waist so she straddled him, her chest mere inches from his. Her crystal fell against his ribcage, a mere centimeter away from his own. He knew if he inhaled, even a bit, they’d touch. And he’d probably dissolve into a pile of sand. Every inch of skin tingled and his nerve endings felt raw. Exposed. Like a tree with its roots forced above ground.
Helene’s eyelashes dipped and she leaned closer. Her skin touched his and he burned. But not with the pain of the Ignites. This was deeper. Even more intense, if that was even possible.
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