Oooo…today’s theme is my favorite–Romance. I knew immediately which scene I wanted to feature. It’s a little scene from Friday I’m in Love. In the story, Ewan is teaching Natalie seven lessons–one a day to help her improve her life. In this chapter of the book, he’s teaching her about romance.
“Tonight’s lesson,” she whispered. “It’s romance?”
“It does exist, Nat. And if any woman ever deserved to be romanced, it’s you.”
She swallowed against the lump his words had provoked. He was wooing her, romancing her. Giving her the most precious moment of her life.
“Ewan,” she said, but the rest of her words failed. Nothing she could say would tell him what this moment meant to her.
“Are you sure you want this, Nat? Sure you want me?”
“You know I do.”
He gave her a crooked grin. “Then I’m yours. Come here.”
She walked into his arms as if she were returning home after years away. There was no question in her mind that in this moment in time, she was exactly where she wanted to be.
He kissed her softly and when she tried to deepen the embrace, he pulled away with a sexy grin. He walked over to the table by the window and pressed play on a CD player she hadn’t noticed. She gave him a quizzical look.
“I came over this afternoon to pick up the key, drop off a few things.” He reached out for her hand as a slow song began to play. “Dance with me, Nat.”
She bit her lips to stop the slight quiver his sensual gaze provoked. She took his hand, let him pull her close, let the music take over as they gently swayed and turned. She rested her head against his chest, felt the strong, steady beat beneath her cheek as he placed a soft kiss on the top of her head.
She’d never danced with anyone like this, though she’d photographed it, captured this moment a million times in the past. Always the observer, never the dancer. “I like this song. What is it?”
“Falling Slowly. It’s from a movie I saw once.”
They didn’t say anything else as the song continued, simply held each other and moved. As the music drifted away into another song, Ewan grasped her head in his hands, smiled as he bent down to steal the perfect kiss. His lips rubbed lightly against hers, enticing her to open her mouth. She sucked in a deep breath of his air, reaching out to taste him as well. Their tongues met, touched, played. If there was ever a moment in her life she’d want to freeze, this was it. She wanted to stop time, wrap up the occasion in tissue paper and tuck it in her pocket, so she could always pull it out and come right back here.
He kissed her cheek before turning her away from him. He draped her hair over her shoulder so he could lower the zipper on her dress. Then he slid the silky cloth over her shoulders and she kicked it off when it hit her ankles.
“Oh damn,” he whispered, and she didn’t bother to hold back her wicked smile.
She looked at him over her shoulder. “Like what you see?”
His gaze was locked on her back. No, she thought, definitely lower, as he studied her garter, her stockings, the bare skin her thong didn’t even begin to cover.
“You take my breath away, Nat.”
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