TITLE: Yakimali's Gift
GENRE: YA Historical
Setting: 1775 Mexico, colonization expedition to CA. After weeks of sparring and mixed emotions, Miguel and Fernanda declare their love for each other.
You are—“ he seemed to search for the words “—so beautiful, so in love with life, so passionate about your beliefs, and you fight for those beliefs.” He held her face between his hands. His voice softened. “I love you, Fernanda.” He slid his hand down, cupped her chin, and traced her lips with his thumb. “I love you as much as anyone can possibly love.”
His hands slipped to her arms, and he gently pulled her close. “ Te amo,” he murmured. Then he kissed her softly on the lips.
For that moment, all that existed for Fernanda was the touch of Miguel’s lips on hers. Sensations she’d never felt before rushed through her body. Nerves she never knew existed tingled. She pressed against him, wanting to feel his body close…closer. Pleasure rushed from her head to the very tips of her toes, and she returned his kiss. He caressed the back of her neck. His other hand slid down her back, and he pulled her tighter against his broad chest, his pounding heart, his heat that inflamed her own body. Mi amor, she thought. My love!
Miguel slowly pulled back and their lips parted. As if emerging from a world where nothing existed except Miguel’s kiss, his body, Fernanda became aware of her surroundings—the whistle of a bird, the roughness of the rock she sat on, the cool air and faint rays of sun. Did her face have the same look of joy she saw on Miguel’s? Surely it must. Her head felt as if it might float away. In her mind, she twirled and leaped.