TITLE: Trial of the Heart
GENRE: Women's Fiction
Sliding her hands over his shoulders and into his hair, she pulled herself closer as his strong arms held her shaking body tight against him. His lips trailed kisses along her cheek, their tears flowing in a cleansing rain. It was a touch she couldn't stop, a connection she desperately needed. Without conscious thought, she turned her face to his. His soft kiss brushed the corner of her mouth, a feather-light caress.
Her senses screamed out for him. She wanted to feel him, taste him and know she was alive. Threading her fingers deeper into his hair, she sipped at his lips, taking his bottom lip between hers. She tasted salt from their mingled tears and his heat infused her body, warming her, healing her. Her lips parted and took his gently while his hand cupped her face.
The kiss wasn't sexual. It was something much more intimate. Soft. Tender. Profound. She felt the warmth of his lips on hers, his strong arms holding her close, and for the first time in her life, she felt --cherished.