Frankie's 3rd Annual No Kiss Blogfest

Thanks to the lovely and talented Frankie for hosting the 3rd Annual No Kiss Blogfest. Go check out her blog for the other participants. Below is my excerpt. Let me just say, I had another piece ready to go and this popped into my head. Sorry for the length. I got a vision and wrote it so it may require more work. Enough blabbing. *cringing* *holding my breath* Here it is:

I’m trying to focus on the dark road ahead searching for a sign of life. Unfortunately, we broke down on the most isolated road in the universe. Thanks to my less than worthy boyfriend, Alex, who I’m hoping is feeling the wrath of the eight beers he chugged in an hour chasing it with five shots of vodka, left me, as usual, on my own to get home.

“I’m sorry Gwen. My car is such a piece of crap.” Geoff rubs his temple and holds up his cell. The little bar in the corner of the screen still reads no service.

“Let it go. Someone’s bound to drive by and we’ll be saved.” I tap his arm with my elbow, keeping things light. “Maybe we should’ve stayed with the car. It might’ve been warmer.”

He clears his throat and pulls his zipper up to his neck. “I think there’s a gas station somewhere up here.” His words shake, making me wonder if he’s cold or nervous. I glance over. The moonlight casts a white glow around the top of his hoodie. He looks behind him then ahead of us.

“Are you okay?” He’s now making me nervous because nothing ever bothers Geoff. In the six years I’ve known him; he’s calm, quiet, and brushes off confrontation with ease. When we’d hang out in Crooked Tree Forest before I met Alex, he was the one who calmed me down, telling me fear is only a product of our minds.  

A wet drop slides down my cheek, then another hits my head. Rain. Fabulous. In a matter of seconds, rain pours down like someone turned on a faucet full blast. Geoff tugs my arm and we run. He points to something up ahead. I focus between the raindrops and darkness. A silhouette of a building comes into view, but its dark, no light means unoccupied. He pushes the door open and we rush inside. Dust and mold smell takes over the rain hitting asphalt. I cough and push my wet hair from my face.

“I guess the gas station went out of business.” I chatter trying not to fall as each step I take crunches on broken glass and trash. “Geoff? Where are you?” I search the darkness.

“Right here.” His reluctant voice comes from my right as his hand slips into mine. A warm rush twists in my chest and travels to my stomach. “You’re cold.” His breath grazes my cheek, leaving a tingle flow down my neck.

“A little,” I whisper. My heart thumps in my chest. We’ve had these moments before. Those little ones where you let a feeling go beyond where it should be. Nothing ever happens, we get caught up in one of those stares that leave me with a warm giddy feeling and wondering what would happen if we kissed. Then I think of Alex and pull away, but tonight feels a little different. Geoff seems different. The air around him is sending a mixture of nerves, warmth, and confidence.

The spice his shampoo radiates between us and his lips brush the tip of my nose. His arm slips around me, drawing me into him, making my brain go silent. I can’t think of what to do. There’s nothing but short breaths and electric tension creating fiery goose bumps to rise on my skin. I can’t see him, but every touch is amplified. His fingers trace my face and his lips barely sweep mine. I melt into him, waiting for our lips to fully touch to take my whole heart, leaving any feeling of Alex behind.

A whistle and a rumble come from above along with a high pitched sucking noise. Geoff's fingers squeeze me tighter. The roof blows off and rain pelts my face as I watch Geoff fly up to the sky.   

*letting out my breath* There it is. Hope I didn't bore you. Thanks for reading and stay tuned for giveaway info tomorrow. Now go check out the other awesome entries.

Have a great day!