While I am struggling with writers block on The temptation of a Kiss I wrote most of a short story. it is a follow up from One Night of Passion.
Breathless Passions
Jagger Wilds and Ginger Millings
I'll give you a little teaser but WILL NOT post until I have it finshed.
~ Prologue ~
Lord Pennington whipped to face him. With a trembling fist he drew it up.
“You will listen to me damn it! he roared.
Jagger stood where he had entered in the doorway and did not move. His
calm demeanor and casual lean on the door frame only fueled his father's fury.
“What are you two men to gain from this arrangement?” He glanced over to Mr.
Millings.
“You disobedient bastard. How dare you make a fool of me,” his stepfather
screamed.
Jagger let out a loud chuckle. “I believe you do that all on your own,
step father Pennington." He leaned forward off the frame and walked over towards
the others. He held out a hand and waited for her to take it.
Ginger glanced wide eyed between her grandfather and his father. “I
would like a word in private with you, Lady Millings.” Jagger said. “Do not
mind them. Take my hand.”
Her eyes met his bright brown eyes. She had only just made his
acquaintance but yet felt a level of trust she could not explain. Reaching her
hand up she placed it in his. The strength enclosing around her hand gave her
an assurance it would be alright. Ginger watched him as she rose to her feet.
The stern hard expression he held for the two men in the room only moments
earlier fell away as he smiled at her.
He led her out the doorway and down the hall. With her hand still in
his Jagger held her with a secure grip. “There is no need to tremble, Lady Millings." His tone was softly low as he rubbed his thumb over the top her knuckles.
She glanced up at him. Jagger led her onto the balcony in the rear of
the townhouse. “I did not expect the evening to unravel this way. My apologies,
Lord Wilds.”
He chuckled quietly. “No apologies necessary tonight. I should have
seen this coming from my father. His selfish need to secure a future heir is no
shock to me.”
Ginger turned towards the night's sky. “I believe it may have been my
grandfather's idea. He has always said he desired for me to marry wealth and
preferably to a titled family, which you are.”
Jagger gazed at her dark black hair moving in the breeze. Little wisps
of it trailed across her cheek and over her lips. “I want you to know you are
not the reason for my refusal. I have just become the age of twenty five and am
in no way ready to be a husband to any woman. As beautiful as you are Lady
Millings, I will not marry a woman you does not love me.”
Ginger turned to him. “I understand.”
“You couldn't be a day over twenty yourself,” Jagger added.
“Two months ago,” Ginger said and then laughed softly. Turning back to
the stars she let out a long sigh. “To be honest, I am relieved you disagreed
with the marriage. It will give me a little more time.”
“Time for what?” Jagger asked. His gaze fell back down to her profile.
The brilliant light blue of her eyes captured the sparkle of the stars above.
Ginger's eyes fell as she bit up her bottom lip. “Time to find someone
who will love me for me I guess. To be forced on a man whom you don't know is.”
She paused for a moment. “Degrading and embarrassing.”
“Not to mention I'm sure terrifying,” Jagger added.
“Yes,” Ginger giggled. “I was so nervous at the thought of meeting you
and then to know I was to be introduced and married as fast as possible. Sadly
if it is not to be you then my grandfather will soon find another suitor for
me.”
“No wonder why you were trembling," Jagger said. He couldn't stop
staring at her.
“Well, that has seemed too subsided now.” She gazed up to him. “Thanks to
you,” she said softly. His square jaw clenched and she wanted to reach up and
stroke him gently. He was beyond handsome.
“How about if we make our own arrangement?” Jagger offered.
“An arrangement?” Ginger repeated.
“Seeing that you will be pushed off onto the next willing man and I will
forever be hounded by my stepfather, what if we agree to tell them we are to
marry but not for five or so years from now. If before that time you find your
true love I will release you from our engagement.”
Ginger smiled at his idea. “And if you happen to find yourself ready
and in love I will be happy to do the same for you.” she said.
“To be truthful, I can't imagine any man not finding himself falling in love with you,”
Jagger whispered.
Ginger's heart quickened. “Your words are too kind, Lord Wilds.
“Jagger.” He leaned in a little closer. “Please, call me Jagger.”
“Alright, Jagger. Call me Ginger,” she said as she inched slightly
forward. She couldn’t fight it. A sensual lure was pulling toward him. It was
something in his eyes. The way he gazed at her. It was unlike anything she had
ever felt before, so intense and undeniable. Everything she was feeling was
right there in his eyes for her to see. Jagger
who are you?
“Ginger,” he said as he moved his hand up to her cheek. The tips of his
fingers caressed against her soft skin. The heat he felt caused him to pause
for a moment. It was intoxicating to feel her.
“Yes Jagger,” she finally said gazing into his eyes.
His mouth was just inches away. Telling himself that what he was doing
was wrong and reminding himself to stop was to different things. Her breath
carried a scent of sweet candy drops and cascaded over his lips with soft
tempting gasps. “I'm going to kiss you now.”
Ginger gazed at his tanned skin in the moonlight. His red strong lips beckoned
her to them. She had never before been so taken by a man. Growing breathless
with passion her eyes slowly closed. “Please,” she whispered as their lips met.
~ Chapter 1 ~
He stared at her waiting. At some point she was going to look over and
notice him. Slowly he walked the far outer perimeter of her circle. Jagger knew
this day would come and thought of it often.
“I would be ever so grateful if you were to accompany me to the art show
tomorrow afternoon, Ginger.” Nancy asked with pleading eyes.
Ginger smiled wiry. “I do not think I will be able to schedule that
with all the-
“Is there any way I might be able to persuade you, Lady Ginger?”
She turned quickly. Nancy's quiet giggles behind her were hidden from
no one in attendance. “Marquis Vore, how do you do this evening?” Ginger said
as she curtsied before him.
Jagger paused watching
the exchange. Is this him?
I'll post the story when it is complete and NOT before :) 3 more chapters to write making it 13 chapters total.
