Fate's Kiss Chapter One

Fate’s Kiss

By

Cathy Brockman

Hello everyone and Welcome to our new May stories. This month I am featuring my first historical romance Fate’s Kiss.  This is the prequel to my Love bites series. If you’d like to see How Nicolai became a vampire and a sweet romance of first and fated love, Join me each Friday in May.

 

Enjoy!

The warmth of the sun softly kissing my closed eyelids gently awakens me. I bound from my bed eager to get my chores done so I can take a ride through the forest. As much as I love riding my mare and exploring the beauty of the forest, I would be lying to myself if I didn’t admit the real reason for my eagerness.

Illia, will be there foraging for roots, berries, and whatever it is the Gypsies use for food and making the magic elixirs they sometimes sell in town. And looking for me I hope.

Her family is an odd lot, but she is the most beautiful, fun and interesting Lass I have ever met. She is nothing like these starchy, arrogant Ladies at the church socials, or daughters of my father’s wealthy friends, that he is hell-bent on me marrying. Some of these women are easy on the eyes, but none tug on my heart or touch my soul the way the lovely Gypsy girl does. Every time I see her or even think about her, my heart beats faster and I can’t help but smile. Everything I see makes me think of her beauty that nothing can compare to. Everything I hear makes me think of her laughter, her soft musical voice.  She is my breath, my sustenance, my life.

We have been meeting in the woods or at the river for many moons. I am sure she feels the same for me as I do her. Almost every day we end up seeing each other somewhere. It has to be more than a mere coincidence.

I know deep inside me that she is my one and only. She is my destiny or perhaps, my fate; my Soul-mate. It will definitely be my fate if Father ever finds out I am consorting with a peasant girl behind his back. A Gypsy at that.

She is my first thought of the day and my last at night. Even as I sleep her image pervades my dreams. Long Raven hair, deep, dark brown eyes, round angelic face, thick luscious lips, soft womanly curves, and sweet musical voice that makes my heart and body come alive. I cannot seem to get her out of my head. I do not even wish to try. There must be a way to get father to understand how I feel, though my brother seems to agree that feelings are not as important as the power and prestige that come with marrying the proper lady.

I awaken, my body aching to see her in the flesh and not just in my dreams. My heart begins to ache mere moments after we part. I know this is the love Mother spoke of in the tales she always told my brother and I at night before we went to bed. Ah, how I miss her. If she was still alive she would know what to do. She would deal with Father and tell him to let me make my own decision. She was so different from father. Alas, the angels took her from us when I was but a wee lad, so I will just have to figure this out and deal with Father on my own.

For now, I will just have to hurry and check on the livestock and make sure the hands are doing their duties for Father and relish the moments I will have later in the woods. I pull on my breeches and boots. Every nerve in my body burns with the thoughts of seeing her soon. I ache for the touch of her soft skin, gazing into her chocolate eyes, hearing the way she whispers my name and perhaps stealing tender kisses from her luscious, full lips.

I rush down the stairs to breakfast. The sooner I get my chores done, the sooner I get to look for her.

April's Kiss by Cathy Brockman

Who doesn't love a kiss? Especially a quick free one? Join me for my new series of kisses. I am starting of spring  with April's Kiss.

April’s Kiss

By Cathy Brockman

Chapter one.

 Trade Mark and product  Acknowledgements:  Hello Kitty

Was it the whirr of an appliance in the kitchen, or the tempting aroma of fresh ground coffee beans that stirred Brice Evans from a deep, peaceful but dreamless sleep? Scrubbing his hands over his stubble and blinking at the soft golden rays of sunlight filtering through the blinds he glances over at the alarm clock.  Eight am on a Saturday. Kelsey must have developed new habits living in the dorm. She was like her mom, Saturday was her only day to sleep  till ten and lounge around all day if she pleased. Brice carefully pulls back the covers dropping his feet to the floor, wincing at the still cold wood beneath his bare feet. After a quick visit to the adjoining bathroom to brush his teeth, he glances in the mirror trying to convince himself its ok to shave later. Being a creature of habit he takes out the razor and finishes his regular morning routine. He grabs a pair of neatly folded jogging pants and a matching grey t shirt, and steps into the living room to see his daughter.

“Fuhhhhh…Fudge! April!?” He stops in his tracks nearly colliding with his daughter’s best friend April Bowers.

“Ya know DaddyB, your teeth won’t really turn black or your tongue won’t fall off if you actually say the F word . Right?” April giggles pulling the pink Hello Kitty ear-buds from her ears, letting them dangle right above her breasts.

Brice’s eyes follow the ear-buds, his gaze resting on her ample over exposed flesh. Too much flesh this early in the morning. Shaking his head he tries to pull his gaze back up to the young girls eyes.

“Jeesh April have you no shame? Why on earth are you running around the house in your undies?” Color rises to Brice’s cheeks as he quickly turns and heads towards the kitchen.

“Where is Kelsey?” He rests both hands on the kitchen counter taking a couple deep breaths before reaching for a coffee cup.

“Asleep, its Saturday and before noon. Undies?  Who even says that anymore? This is athletic wear. Don’t ya like it?” She winks at Brice. “I’m fixing to go for a jog. Wanna join me?” She leans against him reaching over his shoulder to get a mug.

She pours them both a cup of coffee then sashays to the fridge, wiggling her scantily clad hips. Returning to the table she sets out a bottle of hazelnut creamer and a bowl of cut up fruit along with two cups of vanilla yogurt.

“You still jog don’t ya?” She picks up a large chunk of pineapple and plops it into her mouth, a small trail of juice drips down her chin.

 “Are you planning to go on a jog like that?” Brice waves his hand at her tight fitting pink bra top, with Hello Kitty spread across her large full breasts, down to her skimpy tight pink short shorts that barely cover her curvy hips.

“Got something against Hello Kitty?”  She winks as she plops another piece of Melon into her mouth and moans in delight.

Brice shakes his head, taking another sip of coffee that does nothing to sooth his dry parched mouth. It’s definitely time to hit the singles bar and try to get laid if  a girl this young can have this much effect on me without even trying.

“Cat got your tongue Daddy B?” April’s girlish giggle reminds Brice she is still a young girl, even if she has grown into one heck of a voluptuous woman.

Has it really been that long since I last saw her?

“I’ll join you if you put some clothes on. Sleepy head will probably be up and hungry as a bear when we get back. I’ll take you both out for breakfast. That is if you two don’t already have plans.” He finishes his coffee, then goes to his room to get a towel and his MP3 player.

April grins and shrugs as she returns the creamer and remainder of the fruit to the fridge. She tosses the yogurt cups in the trash and puts the coffee cups in the sink, running a little cold water and a drop of dish soap in each one the way Brice likes it.

Brice steps out the door with two water bottles that thud lightly to the ground rolling to a gentle stop by his feet.

April had beat him out the door already warming up, nothing but her firm behind facing him as she bends forward touching her toes; still in the same barely-there outfit.

 Have you ever had a crush on an older man or woman? Did it lead to love or heartache?