Friday, January 11, 2013

"New Year's Eve Confessions" by Samantha Grey (Novelette)

Genre:  Romance

Type of Short Story:  Novelette

Summary:  After three months in Greece, Jenelle is home for the holidays and spending New Year's Eve with the one person she wants to kiss when the clock strikes midnight. She's been pining after Darren for two years, and she's ready for him to know how she feels.

A hot midnight kiss is sure to lead to more, but Jenelle worries about the timing. His girlfriend of two years cheated on him, and Jenelle doesn't want to be his rebound. Not to mention she has a plane to catch in just a few days. Is this night of passion a one-time occurrence between them, or could it be the start of something deeper?


Darren put his hands on her hips as the music bounced through the club. They were closer to the speakers, and it was so loud she wouldn’t be able to hear him if he tried to speak to her. She didn’t think he was thinking about talking, though, not as she moved her hips back and forth to the beat, and he leaned towards her. He really had improved since that Halloween party, and she took full credit for it. She hooked her arms around his neck, and he pulled her closer, his hips bumping into hers.

She met his eyes. His tongue ran over his bottom lip as he rocked his hips with hers. His grip tightened on her hips, and she wondered, not for the first time, what it would be like to feel his hands on the rest of her.

They seemed to melt into one person as people danced around them and the music drove their bodies. Some songs were more upbeat, and they jumped around and cheered, and that confident, carefree side of Darren’s came out. But during most of the songs, their bodies were so tight together she wasn’t sure where hers began and his ended.

She ended up with her back to his front. His breath fanned on her bare shoulder, sending a chill down her spine even though she was warm from the dancing and from the two of them being so close. His hands were spread on her hips, her butt snuggled into his hips. When she felt something just a little stuff against her lower back, even more heat went through her. She leaned into him, angling her head to the side.

His lips traced a soft trail on her neck, and she shivered involuntarily. He started to pull away, but she led her hand up to his head, resting it on the back of his neck, entwining her fingers in his hair. He kissed her again, first her neck, then her collarbone and her shoulder. His fingers dug into her hips, curling them around her dress’ fabric. She imagined him just ripping it off and she shivered again.

“Five minutes!” the DJ yelled, his name echoing over the speaker system.

Darren’s lips were moving up her neck, and he kissed her earlobe. Jenelle swore she stopped breathing at the sensitive touch. One of his hand inched down her dress until she felt his fingers through her tights on her leg. His other hand was cradling her waist to him, his breath in her ear, and her eyes fluttered until they closed. She didn’t care that they were practically groping on the dance floor. She’d waited for this for two years and she and Kelly had made sure they’d be here alone while the rest of their friends, like meddling Yvonne, were elsewhere tonight.

At the thought of Yvonne, her stomach stirred. Was this like a rebound thing for him? Was he really over her? After more than two years, could he be over her that quickly?

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