Haven't done a Teaser Tuesday in a long time, but in the spirit of Valentine's Day I thought I'd share a first kiss. Not mine--this is from my WIP, Crow's Rest. Avery's recollection of her first kiss with Daniel:

Memory dropped me into that afternoon last summer, when we hid from a freak thunderstorm in the barn behind his place. We'd kneeled on the hay bales, each pressing an eye to the cracks in the weathered boards to watch the roiling clouds and flashes of lightning. We "oohed" and "aahed" like little kids at a fireworks show.

Until I noticed that I was the only one saying anything, and turned to find Daniel watching me instead of the storm. I could almost see the steam rise off his damp clothes, but he looked away once I was staring back at him. Like he wasn't sure if kissing me, as he so obviously wanted to do, was such a good idea.

Not a good idea? It was about friggin' time. I'd had a crush on him since he moved next door to Uncle Tam's seven years ago. We only saw each other during the summers and holidays, but I'd always felt like we could make it as a couple. And maybe he'd finally come around to my way of thinking.

"Well?" I asked, with one eyebrow cocked. But, for once, he stayed tongue-tied.

So I crawled over to his hay bale, and he looked truly terrified as I closed the gap between us. I laughed—a low, husky sound that I'd never made before—and leaned in.

Once our lips touched, Daniel's doubts seemed to disappear. He grabbed onto me like a drowning man, and we toppled from the bale.

"Hey!" I said, as my elbow and tailbone hit hard on the floorboards.

"Sorry," he mumbled, untangling our limbs.

"I didn't say you had to stop," I said, pulling him back in. "Just trying to avoid having my ass in a sling."

"My dad will have my ass in a sling if he catches us—" he'd started to reply, but I cut him off with a deep kiss, using plenty of tongue.

After that, our lips were too busy for talking. And were pretty much inseparable over the next few days before I headed home.

Happy Valentine's Day, and maybe you'd like to share your first kiss in the comments?
Mine was a boy who said he'd give me his pocketknife if I kissed him, and I really wanted a pocketknife at 7 years old so I did. I remember feeling less warmth in that kiss than I did when kissing the back of my hand. Not a stellar beginning to my romantic life.

P.S. Not sure I want to fess up to that artwork, but it took me a whole minute so I guess I should say it's mine!
P.P.S. I posted this as part of the effort to revive Teaser Tuesdays on Absolute Write, but it happened to fit YA Highway's Valentine's Day Blog Lovefest, so I hopped aboard the love train!


Ellen said...

awww, such a sweet scene! I love the awkwardness too, feels very realistic for a first kiss ;)

Angelica R. Jackson said...

Thanks, Ellen! And everybody, head over to Ellen's blog for her Teaser Tuesday!

Lydia Sharp said...

Wow... HAWT. Love this!

Rebecca B said...

Nice scene!
I love your art, too :)

Christina Lee said...

SAH-WOON!!!!! Sweet artwork and love that you wanted a pocketknife!

Sage said...

Oh, I love it. From the romance to the awkwardness to even the descriptions in the scene. Lovely.

Sandra said...

So sweet! Thanks for sharing!

Crystal said...

I love the artwork!

And my first real kiss was with my BFF's boyfriend :-x

Katy Upperman said...

Ooh, steamy! What a fantastic teaser!

My first real kiss was with a boy whose name escapes me, but it was on the beach in Maui under shooting stars. For real. It was awesome.

Angelica R. Jackson said...

Thanks for all the lovely comments, everyone--even on my "artwork"! I can draw better than that when it's by hand and not by mouse, I swear, and in fact I'm planning on doing small etchings for each chapter opening of Crow's Rest. Or altered photographs.

Kitty said...

Love this teaser! I think my first kiss was in about 2nd grade with Timmy somebody... we had been sent outside the building to beat the chalkboard erasers on the side of the building. Yep, I'm that old. *sigh*

Cheryl Reif said...

Lovely blend of awkwardness and passion--definitely brought up memories of my own first kiss--which, I was informed by the boyfriend in question, I did poorly. Yeah, I dumped that one!

Unknown said...

Lovely scene!
And I hope you had an awesome V-day!!

Kris Atkins said...

Very cute scene! I love the thunderstorm outside and I can imagine the warm, hay-y smell of the barn. (hay-y is totally a description)
My first kiss was in the band room storage closet. Me and my friend were loading stuff back there, and all of a sudden he comes up to me and gives me a peck. Also, he had a girlfriend. The night before I'd told him how I'd never kissed anyone (I was in 7th grade) and I guess he decided to do something about it. He gave me another kiss later that afternoon, and never again. It was strange. So my first kiss was about as good as yours.

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