Kiss Me Baby!

Young couple kissing in an old european town square.

Picture courtesy of Microsoft Clip Art

Remember your first kiss? I do. It was in a coat closet at school in the third grade. I didn’t even know it was coming until a second before it happened. Shawn and I were the only two kids left after coming in from recess. He said, “I’m going to kiss you” and he did. A big, wet, sloppy eight-year-old kiss. Shocked the you-know-what out of me.

Most women have a similar story. Their first kiss was not the stuff of romance YA novels. Or adult romance novels. No, for most of us, our first kiss was…icky, surprising in a not-so-good way, or lacked the heavenly bliss we thought it should hold.

But what about your first kiss with your current spouse, partner, boyfriend? Do you remember that first kiss?

Oh, yeah, I remember that one too. We went out for pizza and a movie with friends and at the end of the night, well…let’s just say it was unforgettable. I’d known him since elementary school but never imagined he could kiss like that. (He was a first-chair trumpet player at State in high school…very strong, flexible lips, let me tell you!) That was nearly thirty years ago and the memory still curls my toes.

That’s the type of visceral reaction I want readers to experience in my romance novels the first time my hero and heroine kiss. Heck, even before they kiss! Sparks should fly at the first meeting. When they’re apart, just thinking about the other person should make their pulses speed up. When they’re together, they want to touch each other, learn everything about the other person, get lost in the heat and passion that new love brings. And that first kiss? It better curl the reader’s toes as well as the heroine’s.

The first story of the Witches Anonymous series starts with Amy and Lucifer in the middle of a breakup. They’ve already been together for seven years. After that story came out, readers kept asking how did Lucifer and Amy meet? They wanted to read about the first meet, the first kiss, the first, ahem, wicked encounter between the devil and his right-hand witch.

So I wrote a prequel because I wanted to know too. The Devil and Venus di Milo tells the story of how Lucifer and Amy met in Paris on Valentine’s Day. I wrote it for a promotional giveaway by Samhain (the publisher of the Witches Anonymous story), and had to keep it short because of a strict word count, but in those couple thousand words, I tried to make those *firsts* surprising and toe-curl worthy.

So on Valentine’s Day this year, I hope you have a fantastic memory of a first kiss, be it one that curled your toes or now makes you laugh or blush in embarrassment, and that even though you may have been with your current partner for many, many years, you’ll give him a kiss for Valentine’s Day that makes him remember the first time he met you when sparks flew and the two of you couldn’t get enough of each other. Picture courtesy of Microsoft Clipart

And if you’re interested in finding out how Lucifer and Amy met in front of the statue of Venus di Milo (or you’d like to read any of their other adventures) leave a comment below. One winner (United States only, please) will receive their choice of my Witches Anonymous stories and a book of Kiss Me Coupons just in time for Valentine’s Day.

About Misty Evans

USA Today Bestselling Author Misty Evans writes the award-winning Super Agent series, as well as urban fantasy and paranormal romance. She likes her coffee black, her conspiracy theories juicy, and her wicked characters dressed in couture. When her muse lets her on the internet to play, she’s on Facebook and Twitter.
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18 Responses to Kiss Me Baby!

  1. Edie Ramer says:

    Fun post! I have a great memory of my first kiss as a teenager (my best friend when I was five was a boy who lived down the street; I know we kissed, but I don’t remember what it was like). For my teenage kiss, I remember being surprised at how good it was. French kissing, too! I had to describe the experience to two my best friends afterward, because I was the first of us to be kissed. lol

    • Misty Evans says:

      Edie…those teenage years are full of unforgettable firsts. I remember dissecting everything a boy I liked said or did with my friends. I remember kissing a few boys just for *research*. One boy had braces and I wanted to know what that would feel like if I kissed him – it made no difference because there was no spark there. Another had a reputation for being a great kisser. He was. I had no interest in him as a boyfriend, but I learned a few things about technique from him, so he was worth researching. hehehe 😈

      Now that I’m a fiction romance writer, all that past research comes in handy!

  2. Liz Kreger says:

    I think my first kiss was when I was around 11 or 12. There were a couple of us girls and boys and the girls had to close their eyes and one of the boys would kiss us. Absolutely no sparks, but a little surprise. Particularly when I realized it was Danny (one of my neighbors). I think that became a sorta ick factor for me. Beyond that, I was such a geek in school that I don’t think I got a proper kiss until I was nearly 19. Unfortunately, that was forgettable as well.

    Hubby isn’t the greatest kisser, but he has his moments. 😉

  3. Amy R says:

    Fun post, Misty! Sadly, I don’t remember the first kiss with my husband (shh, don’t tell him). Probably becasue each other kiss blows my mind and I forget the one before, right? Ha ha. I’ll go with that. I do remember my first french kiss. It was with a boy that was a friend and we sort of liked each other on and off. I was in 8th grade and he was more experienced than I was so I was. It was wet and sloppy and cold. Not at all what I thought. I think that was the first and last kiss we had. I did kiss several other boys for “research” as you put it. I love Amy and Luc, but you can’t beat this:

    “Who are you?”
    “The man who would love to kiss you.”
    “The price of a kiss is your life.”
    “I’ll gladly pay it.”


    Amy R`s last blog was …Review & Giveaway: Pride, Prejudice and the Perfect Match

  4. CateS says:

    I don’t remember my first kiss… so it would appear that it wasn’t memorable! My hubby sure can kiss!!

  5. Misty Evans says:

    Cate, a good kisser is like gold!

  6. Amy Atwell says:

    First kiss? A boy named Chris. We were in 2nd grade. He kissed me on the playground, and I hit him. Gave him a black eye. We were inseparable for months after that! LOL Sheesh, in today’s world, I probably would have been suspended.

    Second memorable kiss? A boy named Jeff in sixth grade. I didn’t hit him. We went steady for two years, and then his family moved away and we drifted apart.

    Okay, should I be creeped out that the first two kisses were boys who happened to have the same names as my two brothers?? Happy Valentine’s everyone!!
    Amy Atwell`s last blog was …Favorite Christmas Stories

  7. JB Lynn says:

    Such a fun post!

    We were in second grade. Behind the school, during recess. He’d just had PB and KoolAid…traumatizing. 😳

  8. SUCH a fun post, Misty!!
    Yeah, I remember my first real kiss… I was 13 and his name was Mike. Nice guy. Very slobbery at the whole kissing thing, however. 😉 We met at a wedding and lived in different parts of the state, so we wrote letters back and forth for awhile. But between the bad kissing and his lack of proper punctuation in his letters, I knew it just wasn’t meant to be, LOL.
    Marilyn Brant`s last blog was …Pride & Prejudice is 200 Today!!!

    • Misty Evans says:

      Long distance love…the stuff of novels! And in your case, the stuff of a breakup. I had several boysfriends who were good at writing notes and letters to me. Pouring their hearts out. I loved it! You can tell a lot about a guy who’s willing to put his feelings in letters. You can also tell a lot about his punctuation. LOL.

  9. Dale Mayer says:

    Hi Misty,

    Grade 2 by Bent Hunter. Oh happy sigh. lol.

    I moved 5 times between then and meeting him again in grade 10. He didn’t even remember me! Sob.

    Love the post! And love the sound of the prequel!
    Dale Mayer`s last blog was …Garden of Sorrow Barrage!

  10. Lori says:

    I remember my very first. I was a bit older…around 15 or 16. I remember thinking, “this is it?” Was rather disappointing. lol.

    • Misty Evans says:

      Lori, although your first kiss was anticlimatic, you must have found a keeper along the way. I’ve read your books. Hot guys who are awesome in the kissing department! Don’t tell me you didn’t do your research in that area. LOL.

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