From Chapter One, Page 9:
The instant I met Todd Christopher, the entire world turned into an adults-only zone. Just like that, life went from Candyland to a very high stakes game of Monopoly. Do not pass go. Do not collect $200. You are now officially in love.
His eyes sent an emotional bolt through my brain so strong that I was suddenly aware of every nerve ending in my body – from the obvious ones in the head of my penis to unknown sensation centers behind my ears.
Is this how Adam felt when he saw Eve for the first time after eating that apple? Nervous and ashamed and scared…yet also aroused with the knowledge that the world suddenly had secrets. Secrets that were meant to be unlocked, discovered, and devoured.
Suddenly – my body was the biggest secret at all. What else could it be used for? To even imagine that it was possible that this body could be used for things besides just eating and walking and sitting and sleeping…why, the urge to find out just what all these “uses” were overwhelmed me!
And the man who I suddenly knew had the answers to these questions was sitting before me now. He was masculine and intoxicatingly male and mysterious and dangerous and wore glasses. Not the nerdy kind. These glasses made him mysterious, not bookish. Already I knew the intelligence his brain harbored was the kind you wouldn’t find in books. At least, not the kinds of books my mother would approve of me reading.
His eyes sent an emotional bolt through my brain so strong that I was suddenly aware of every nerve ending in my body – from the obvious ones in the head of my penis to unknown sensation centers behind my ears.
Is this how Adam felt when he saw Eve for the first time after eating that apple? Nervous and ashamed and scared…yet also aroused with the knowledge that the world suddenly had secrets. Secrets that were meant to be unlocked, discovered, and devoured.
Suddenly – my body was the biggest secret at all. What else could it be used for? To even imagine that it was possible that this body could be used for things besides just eating and walking and sitting and sleeping…why, the urge to find out just what all these “uses” were overwhelmed me!
And the man who I suddenly knew had the answers to these questions was sitting before me now. He was masculine and intoxicatingly male and mysterious and dangerous and wore glasses. Not the nerdy kind. These glasses made him mysterious, not bookish. Already I knew the intelligence his brain harbored was the kind you wouldn’t find in books. At least, not the kinds of books my mother would approve of me reading.
2 comments:
Oh my mother would not only approve but insist I let her read it when I was done ;)
I think we should start a book club then!
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