If you've read "Wilfair" and "Redwoodian" you know they are not kissing books. (Props to adorable Fred Savage in "The Princess Bride.")
And yet? I wanted to write stories flush with warm feelings and heart twists and the kind of shy touches and stomach-squidging moments that happen in real life.
I wanted to create the sort of world I longed for when I was younger. I adored movies and books that took their time on things. Those stories that wandered off down different paths rather than the road directly to the bedroom and still remained romantic? And even hot? Big yes.
I wanted to celebrate the countless tingly brushes and meaningful asides that build heat and deepen a promising friendship.
Fair Finley of "Wilfair" is a late-bloomer and she is a-ok with that. She has solid self-esteem, even with her fluttering and her apologizing. And she's choosy, meaning she is okay with things unfolding at a more leisurely pace, even if it means she stays a little lonely. She lives in a hotel and has seen heartbreak and fast dalliances play out in a lot of ways.
But she is also turning 20, which means when her neighbor Gomery Overbove misses a loop in his pants with his belt, she notices. Her stomach does, too. Flip.
So, nope, there's no sex in "Wilfair," but there are several missed-belt-loop moments. A lot of staring at well-formed forearms, too. And some fireplace-close whispers. The fact is I can't help myself: I want to throw a thousand little stomach-squidgers into the "Wilfair" stories like I'm throwing a heaping handful of confetti into the air.
High fives to you if you prefer sexy matters to move at a clip; I love that we all like what we like in this world. That said, these books may not be your bag of confetti.
If slow gratification is more your thing, then you're at the right spot. Thank you for being here.
Oh, and one last thing? I suppose it should be said that these won't be not-kissing books forever.
Missed Belt Loops, Nice Forearms, and No Kisses (Yet)
