It's that time again! We created a HOT meme, and if you're new to the game, here's how to join in the fun:
From the book you’re currently reading, or one you just finished, tell us what made you SWOON. What got your heart pounding, your skin tingling, and your stomach fluttering.
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Hey, y'all! Ashley here. This week's title comes from my swoon. Sometimes, we just want the other person to stop talking, and start doing. ;) I hope you enjoy this week's swoons!
Happy Thursday, y'all!
TRISHA: Swooning over RUNNING BAREFOOT by Amy Harmon :
I heard a guttural groan behind me. I heard the pail and the silver bowl hit the ground with a jarring twang. When I turned, Samuel was striding towards me, and I gasped at the vehemence in his face. I was suddenly gripped tightly in his arms, the force of his embrace lifting me off my feet. Then Samuel's mouth was on mine, his hands in my hair. His lips were demanding, his hands holding my head firmly beneath the onslaught of his kiss.
ASHLEY: Swooning over Kiersten White's ILLUSIONS OF FATE:
I put my finger--from the hand without the glove--over his mouth and trace the soft curve of his bottom lip. "Please stop talking." Hooking the collar of his shirt, I pull him toward me and kiss him again.
This time he does not break away, cradling the back of my head with his hand, his thumb stroking down the side of my neck. His lips are soft and warm and fit mine like the answer to an equation I didn't know I was trying to solve.
Fate is a choice, and I cannot imagine any other choice making me as weightlessly happy as I am in this moment.
KELLY: Swooning over ICY PRETTY LOVE by L. A. Rose:
He lifts me up, his hands cupping my thighs, and I wrap my legs around him. He bites my lower lip and I gasp. The voice wrenches a moan from him and he tears his lips from me. I almost complain, but then he's kissing my neck savagely, each bite a melting star.
JESSICA: Swooning over SAWYER by Lori Foster:
"What?" He was so rattled, he wasn't at all sure what he understood.
"I'm not engaged, not anymore."
Something turbulent and dangerous inside him settled, but in its place was a sudden blast of violent heat, an awareness of how much her answer had mattered to him.
He looked down at her mouth, saw her parted lips tremble, and he went right over the edge. He leaned down until he could feel her warm breath on his mouth, fast and low, and the vibrancy of her expectation, her own awareness.
And then he kissed her.
KELSEY: Swooning over STRANGE SKIES by Kristi Helvig:
James pulled me into the hut and secured the flap behind us. I stepped away from him and crossed my arms across my chest. Running from Kale was not something I wanted to keep doing. I'd have to deal with him sooner rather than later, but before I could say anything to James, his mouth was on mine. My words dissolved. James ran his hands slowly down my still-crossed arms, gently pulling them to my sides, then wove our fingers together as his lips moved against mine. After a minute, he broke away.
HEATHER: Swooning over LOLA AND THE BOY NEXT DOOR by Stephanie Perkins:
I kiss him like I've never kissed anyone before.
He doesn't move. His lips aren't moving.
My head jerks back in alarm. I've acted rashly, I've pushed him too quickly---
He collapses to his knees and yanks me back to his lips.
His kiss isn't even remotely innocent. There's passion, but there's also an urgency verging on panic. He pulls me close, as close as my dress and chair will allow, and he's gripping me so tightly that I feel his fingers press through the back of my stays.
NEREYDA: Swooning (TWICE!) over THE HOOKUP by Kristen Callahan:
"I want to kiss you, Anna."
My breath hitches. I'm all the way under the covers now, in a dark heated world. And there's nothing but his voice. "I think about it all the time. How soft your lips will be? What will they taste like? Will you make those sweet little noises like you do when we make love?"and:“Why won’t you let me kiss you, Anna?”
I can’t breathe.
“It’s too much,” I rasp.
“Not when I want everything.” He says it so deep and strong, a staking of a claim. “And I want everything with you, Anna.”
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