In Time: Touched
This is another segment from my serial WIP called In Time. It falls somewhere between the introduction of Viola Grace and the tattoo parlor scenes which begin with Devil Incarnate.
Her eyes smoldered with fire. Cage loved the way the soft sparks of amber framed the black centers of her eyes, creating a flame-like effect. He could get lost in those eyes for an eternity. That they hung over a delicately curved nose and full lips only added to his desire. God blessed this earth the day he decided to create Viola Grace, and Cage Ridley was the lucky recipient of her affections.
“Want to go to this little place I know near the river?” Cage asked.
“Yes, please. I would love to get away from the busyness of this place for a while. One can never just be alone here.” A coquettish smile brightened her face.
“Definitely quiet and definitely private. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone else in this place.” Cage’s dimples popped with his half-cocked smile and his tongue clicked to urge the horses on. He’d borrowed the wagon from a friend just for the day. He preferred to travel on foot, but Viola Grace had a tendency for fancy boots and he wasn’t convinced those fancy boots would fare well climbing a hill or slogging through the muddy riverbank.
Nature engulfed Viola’s attention and they rode in companionable silence.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been this way before. It’s so pretty!” As they crested the hill, red blossoms broke up the emerald surrounding them. A breeze lifted the hanging branches of a willow emerging from the lightly wooded area and set them to dancing. “Wait! Can we stop here for a little while and rest under the willow?”
Cage stopped the wagon and helped Viola from the seat. She giggled as his hands lingered over her waist. She pushed off his chest and took off running. Cage took chase and they fell together, breathless, in the sanctuary of the willow. Cage turned to his side, facing Viola and let his arm support his head. His breathing was still heavy, and he laughed between breaths, even as his free arm pulled her closer. When they finally caught their breath, he leaned in closer and pressed his lips against hers, wrapping her body in his full embrace. Her arm crept up to embrace him, and she pressed in closer allowing her passion to take control. His tongue breached the wall of her lips and they parted willingly. His hand weaved itself into her hair, capturing her to him as they kissed. He pressed into her, pushing her to the ground beneath him, and his hand found that sensitive space along her side, just under her arm. The air between them turned hot and she broke the kiss.
“Oh,” she sighed, her cheeks scarlet, and her lips swollen. Cage cocked his half-smile again before leaning in for another kiss.
This week those clever ladies behind Write on Edge asked us to take this advice, pulled from an unnamed source, and quoted in Marion Roach Smith’s The Memoir Project: “Today’s fiction tip for writers: A good way to ‘liven up’ the plot of a novel is to give the characters some romantic interest. Wrong: Doreen entered the room. Right: Doreen entered the room and had sex with Roger.” with a grain (or a generous handful) of salt. Introduce a romantic interest or opportunity and see what happens.
I chose to revisit the budding romance between Cage (the Time Keeper) and Viola Grace. I’ve always believed that there was extra magic under the willow trees so I hope I brought that to life for you here. Please feel free to share your thoughts with me in a comment. I welcome and appreciate all feedback.
By the way, this is supposed to be a YA story. Do you think this scene is too steamy?
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