Kissing Scene 5 Part 1

The summer sun had been beating down on their skin since the hunt began. Both of the hunters were parched and neither had eaten anything since last night. Their feet were tired from traveled miles and stepped on thorns. Neither one was in a good mood, but they needed to bring food back to their village. This dry season was exceptionally long; the whole area was beginning to feel the effects of the heat. With most of the animals leaving for greener pastures, the village was having a hard time catching any food.  Continue reading

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Kissing Scene 4 Part 1

He ran through a patch of trees as arrows thudded deep into their bark. One had already hit him in the arm near his elbow. Blood flowed in a steady trickle down his hand leaving a crimson trail behind him. He sprinted across a small grass field in between the patches of oak trees. If he made it to the other side he knew there would be no way that they would catch him.  Continue reading

Kissing Scene 3

I couldn’t help but look around in awe. The trees looked so beautiful as the light shimmered through the gaps in the leaves. It was April, and the flowers were in full bloom throughout the undergrowth of the forest. Thistles, eager to grab at my skin and clothes, stood defiantly upright, proud to show off their purple flowers. The floating seeds of recently bloomed dandelions floated on the breeze, turning bright golden when they were covered with the sun’s rays. Continue reading

Kissing Scene 2 Continued

 

Continued from “Kissing Scene 2

She rolled her eyes, but accepted his offer and walked inside. Once inside they were greeted by the host and escorted to their table. When Robert called to make the reservations he was very specific about the seating. To his delight, the instructions were followed perfectly. Instead of the three usual tables that sat under the large window, there was just a single table. The table had two ornate wooden chairs and was covered with a robin’s egg blue table cloth.  The only thing on the tablecloth was a small vase containing a single white iris. Continue reading

Kissing Scene 2

 

Robert pulled into his parking spot almost exactly fifteen minutes earlier than they had planned. He was a man that hated to be late to even the most unimportant event. Being late for his date was definitely not an
option. This was going to be his third date with Lindsey. Date one was a first impression and didn’t mean much in a long term relationship. With most other women it was really just a good story to tell your family and friends. More often than not first dates were awkward or embarrassing. Not with Lindsey. The two of them had really hit it off from the start.  Continue reading