I nearly have an out-of-body experience as I watch Jake lean in to kiss me.
It’s the moment I’ve been dreaming of, and my adrenaline is pumping so hard I’m afraid I’ll pass out. It feels like everything has shifted into slow motion as a voice in my head screams, This is it, Ricki! Your first kiss from a nonrelative!
Jake is so close I can sense the warmth of his breath on my lips as I draw in the fresh afternoon air. I close my eyes and… execute a full-body spasm to duck out of the way.
I basically react as if the two of us are in a slasher flick and Jake is coming at me with a butcher knife instead of those perfect lips of his.
My evasive action is not subtle.
I had Random.org select a % and it selected 37%.
He held my gaze as he slowly lifted one finger after another, releasing my wrist. That bitter knot was back in my throat. The Prince had let go and his heavy lashes lowered, shielding his powerful gaze, but I swore I could still feel it. “My apologies,” he murmured. “That was uncalled for.”
This week I thought I would feature another graphic novel! This time a big favourite of mine, Zita the Spacegirl.
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I had Random.org select a page and it selected: page 227.
I see a square-jawed woman with shoulder-length blonde hair in waves and cool blue eyes. I know she wants to reach out to me, but my rejection is stopping her. I realize with shock that Mama is actually starting to be afraid of me. The loving, laughing girl she brought up for twelve years is becoming a stranger. And there’s nothing I can do to stop this now. It’s as if I need to disconnect in order to prepare for my new life.