TITLE: I am Caraway
GENRE: YA historical fantasy
In this scene, our two MCs are recovering from a final battle with the antagonist. Their reasons for not being together no longer seem important.
We stare at each other for a long moment. The intensity between us grows with each breath. “I love you too, Thorn,” I finally whisper.
The moment stretches out as I wait in hopeful anticipation for our mouths to meet. Ever so slowly, he leans forward and closes the distance between us. When his lips capture mine I forget everything. I lose all awareness as his hands slide into my hair and he pulls me closer. We kiss slowly and eagerly, both of us exploring the curves of each other’s mouths and discovering worlds of feelings and sensations.
I can’t believe I have gone my whole life without this. I almost can’t wrap my head around the magic of kissing someone so perfect for you, so a part of you, that the world only makes sense when their lips are pressed against yours.
As our hands begin their own explorations, I feel something click into place inside me. It’s a settling, a shifting of two souls locking together that's so right I could swear the entire universe turns and takes notice. I lose all track of time—years could be passing me by as I learn the taste of Thorn’s love. Ever so slowly he trails his lips from my mouth down my neck and back to my mouth where he gives me a final, agonizingly deep kiss. We break apart slowly, my bottom lip the last piece of me to escape his embrace.
“Tomorrow,” I tell Thorn breathlessly. “Let’s go find Lailoken tomorrow. I’m ready to know when. I’m ready to go home.”