This week’s sample comes from my debut novel, In The Eye of The Beholder. Please visit the “My Books” page for purchase information. Thank you, and enjoy!
“Claire, I have known only one woman’s kiss, and that one was quite … reluctant. If what I ask of you now is refused, I will understand. Please, Claire. I want you to feel a man’s kiss again.”
With that, he lowered his mouth to mine. His lips were warm and gentle, but I could not imagine why I was surprised. Had I expected such beautiful lips to feel hard and cruel? I could not say. I slipped one gloved hand behind his neck, caressing the occiput of his skull, and returned the kiss with an ardor that surprised me. At last I broke away.
“How long, Claire? How long has it been since he died?” His voice was raspy with desire.
“A little over a year,” I replied.
“Then perhaps,” Erik whispered, his breath warm against my ear, “It is time to shed your veil of mourning and kiss me again.”