Kiss And Goodbye Novels & Stories

To admit his flaws, to give explanations for his wrongdoings, in front of so many influential people — it was on another level. My heart melted. Tears escaped my eyes before I could stop them. Ryan came to me, pulled me into his arms, and kissed me. Not a peck, not a staged kiss for the cameras, but deep, passionate, consuming. His lips pressed against mine with urgency, with desperation, with a rawness that spoke of regret and longing. It was as though we poured all our emotions into that kiss — the years of silence, the pain, the love we had buried. For a moment, I believed there was hope. That maybe, just maybe, we could give ourselves another chance.

That was when my phone buzzed with an email. I opened it to find a photo of the endless ocean, its blues merging with the sky. There it was, Wynnie's goodbye note. [Kelvin, if you're reading this, I'm probably gone. I've often pondered the cruel jokes of fate. You gave me your whole heart, but I was blind to my own. Now that I've hurt you enough to drive you away, I realize I can't bear a life without you. You might laugh at my words now.

"Every last call log and text message." "Good girl." He leans in and presses a soft kiss to my brow. "Tell me the second either of them gets a hold of your new number, okay?" "I will. Promise."

Tommy asked convincingly. “Yes baby it’s fine.” Mirabel relied cheerfully as she twirled her fingers inside his beards playfully. “Okay baby, I love you.” Tommy said happily as he reached for hair and moved them away from eyelids slowly. “I love you more baby, see you on Sunday.” Mirabel said as she moved close to Tommy and gave him a much intense and longer kiss. “I'll get going now, thanks for the ride,” Mirabel said as she opened the car door and alighted, “muah!” She blew him a kiss as she alighted and started heading inside and he zoomed off immediately.

He deepened his kiss making me almost lose my breath. When I was going short of breath, he left me and I took deep breaths. He stood straight and looked a little guilty. He mumbled, “I think I should stop here.” “Hayden…” I sat straight. I didn’t want him to stop. “I should go. I cannot be more selfish.” “What do you mean? You don’t have to feel bad… you didn’t do anything wrong.” He smiled at me but it felt like he smiled not out of happiness. He then cupped my cheeks, kissed my forehead, and said before he left “I should go, Serena. It’s the best kiss I ever had.”

Said the chauffeur. “You can help me with that if you don’t mind”. I slipped on my glasses. The chauffeur turned on the stereo, and then came a gentle blast of ‘Hello’, by Adele, filling up the silence in the car, and, I loved that calm motherly voice with which Adele dealt some justice to the pretty instrumentals. I rested my head against the seat’s headrest, and shot a smile at a signpost which read; ‘welcome to Guts Island’, But then came a flash of my ex-husband’s face on the fourth night of the previous month, drunk and scary, yelling and lowering towards my panicked face, making me sit up and gasp for air.

A wave of disgust washed over me, and I retched. In the many years I had been with Shawn, he had never kissed me during our most intimate moments. He said he had germophobia, and I bought into it. The truth was that his lips were reserved for the love of his life. Picking up on the noise, the pair in the bedroom looked over. They were the ones having a rendezvous. Yet, I took cover without a second thought. I shuddered from the cold and prayed that Casey would leave soon. I waited an hour, but she didn’t seem to be going anywhere.

She couldn't help herself but kissed me back. I smiled while our lips were still tasting each other and I pinned her to the door, she didn't react and was still embracing me. It was damn hot! We were being naughty. Pinning her more to the door, we kissed passionately, soft and smooth. Time was like in slow motion, I never kissed a woman like this before. I could felt her catching her breath but it didn't stop us. I didn't know how long we were kissing but I love the way she was kissing me back, it was turning me on. But then unfortunately, a sudden knock disturbed us and she hurriedly pushed me.

He tastes like heaven. There is a party at the resort where more friends and family are waiting. They can continue to wait. For this moment, I am with the love of my life, and we are celebrating what we have. It took us a long time to finally get it right, but now, the world is ours. Our businesses run together. Our hearts run together. Our worlds are now one. The wind dances around us, gentle and soft. This kiss is so very different than our hurricane kisses, but yet the same. Love has tempered the storm and made it so that things are now bright and sunny. We are kissing in the sunshine, but thankful for our hurricane kisses.

The kiss is deep, passionate—sudden enough to catch her completely off guard. Her breath hitches against his lips; her hands come up instinctively, one gripping the front of his hoodie, the other finding his wrist like an anchor. Inside the house, through the kitchen window, Keiko freezes mid-wipe of a plate. Takeshi glances over her shoulder, eyebrows lifting, then a slow, knowing smile spreads across his face. Keiko whispers, amused: **Keiko:** “Well… that’s one way to say goodbye.” Takeshi chuckles softly.