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the best surprise. All of a sudden, she realized she had a tradition to uphold; that would let him know. She leaned forward and kissed his cheek. His skin felt ever so slightly stubbly-rough under her lips.
    The jolt of being that close to him nearly destroyed her equilibrium. Her arms flew up in an effort to keep her balance.
    Marc caught her hands, his gaze locked on hers, and guided her hands to his waist.
    “A kiss—” her voice emerged as a throaty whisper, “—is the price of getting caught.”
    Unhurried, he put his arms around her, and pulled her toward him.
    So long since she’d kissed a man. So long since she’d wanted to. But she wanted to kiss this man, again.
    Then Marc’s mouth melded with hers, and a taste she could swear was honey filled her senses. No longer off-balance, but rather incredibly centered in the arms of this man, Diane let herself go to his touch.
    Her mouth fell open just a bit, his lips covering hers. Heady vibrations spiraled through her at the sensation of his body against hers. His hand on her back, he cradled her to him.
    Under the sweetness of their connection, she could feel the banked tension in Marc’s muscular form, and her own body’s answering surge.
    With a loud exhale, he pulled away, his gaze seeking hers with an intensity that sent shockwaves to her toes, making her feel like a school girl again, only better, because she wasn’t. She took a deep breath herself, gave him a knowing smile, and dropped her head against his chest.
    Diane could feel his heart beating. Birds chirped from the trees around them.
    Raising her head, she found his gaze. “Would you like to come over for coffee and donuts, Marc?”
    He didn’t answer, his eyes deep with undecipherable emotion.
    She stepped back. “Meggie’s making coffee and Allen knows better than to finish all the donuts before I get back,” she babbled on.
    Reaching for her hands with his two callused ones, he smiled. “I would like that.”
    Ah. Her chest released, her heart expanding. She smiled back.
    “I would like very much to have donuts with you and Meggie and Allen,” he said, his smile widening.
    Keeping hold of her hand, he swung her around and they began to walk back along the quiet street under the spreading branches. A robin hopped on the grass along side. Diane matched her pace to his, then she raised her face to the warm spring sun, breathing in air rich with magic and promise.
    A word about the author...
    Beverly has taught writing in many venues, published in a variety of newspapers and magazines, and authored two books on teaching kids sports. After years of turning simple events into oral narratives for unsuspecting family members, Beverly now happily channels her imagination into romantic short stories for The Wild Rose Press. She blogs about writing and life at www.everyotherminute.com, shares news and insights about her own writing at www.beverlybreton.com, and posts about her new grant-supported writing program for women at www.sparcforwomen.org.

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