for my first book baby, In Robin’s Nest, I thought it would be fun to share a couple of excerpts from Robin’s story.
Do you remember this part?
” . . . do you remember?” he said. The wind played through the dark, dark branches of the tree overhead. A yellow leaf drifted to my chest. Dean’s proximity– red and blue checked shirtsleeve rolled up a brown forearm, the meter of his breath– I found I had read the same passage on constitutional law about four times. “But I was kissing you then,” he said.
Tears pricked behind my lids. “I was thinking the same thing.” Laying his book facedown on the grass, Dean rolled onto his elbow and gazed down at me. I looked up into his clear gray eyes. He traced my mouth with a finger. Top lip. Bottom lip. It had been so long. I twined my arms around his neck, steel to his magnet.”