Love Hurts by jj Keller
Copyright 2009 Lyrical Press, Inc.

  • Love Hurts
  • jj Keller


    • Shania stepped outside into the balmy night, leaving the entrance ajar enough to hear her son. She glanced at the gray rectangle mailbox, a sliver of excitement ran through her. Her fingernail slid between the lid and box. Would there be a message from Morgan, stating “I was here, where were you?” She glanced inside. No mail. No love note.

    “Shania?”

    She swiveled around. Morgan wore his black tux without the tie and corsage. He looked like a movie star in his breathtaking beauty, even without the smile. “You look like the newest double oh-seven.”

    “We need to talk,” he responded.

    The time is now, her mind shouted. She took a step. Morgan moved out of the darkness. Shania grabbed his lapels and tugged him closer. “I’d rather claim my first kiss.”

    Would he? Oh, God, let him dare!

    He smelled like spicy cinnamon and male aftershave. Her gut clenched in agony. His closeness was pleasure and pain. Her knees weakened. Morgan quickly moved his hands from her face to her arms, as if to hold her up.

    “Ah, Shania.” He pressed his cheek against hers, taking a deep breath. “What are you doing to me? I can’t resist you.”