I’ve been wanting to post on this blog for weeks and even tried it last week, but wasn’t sure how it worked, so I’m trying again today. I am posting a snippet of my book set in Puerto Rico Surrender to Peace below. I’d love to receive some comments on it as it is still a WIP (work in progress) And perhaps you would like to post some writing, too–see link below. Thanks for the opportunity Hallee and Alana!
Benigno waited on the veranda. He stood as Joy approached with the setting sun at her back bronzing her copper curls. His heart pounded in his ears. He wanted so much to tell her how he loved her, but had to hold it in until she was ready.
“Last night you were beautiful. Tonight you are gorgeous! I won’t be able to take my eyes off you to eat.”
She shook her head. “Silly man. Of course you can, even if I have to feed you myself.”
His eyebrows arched. “That’s the best idea I’ve heard all day.”
“Have you been planning this ever since I fed you breakfast on the way to Icacos?”
“No, but I love the idea.” He lifted the large picnic basket. “Ready to go?”
She joined her arm with his.
Pink, purple, mauve, and golden streaks fanned out across the horizon as they approached the beach. It didn’t compare to her beauty.
Opening the basket, he pulled out a crisp white table cloth, and set real china. Next he placed several covered bowls and serving spoons. He lifted two seat cushions from some beach chairs and placed them next to each other on the sand. “Dinner is served, señorita.”
She dropped to a cushion and tucked her skirt around her legs.
Benigno sat beside her and opened two bowls. “For our soup we have Asopao.”
Next he uncovered seared loin of lamb with vegetables.
“We aim to please.”
She glanced at another bowl, still covered. “What’s for dessert?”
“You’ll have to eat your supper to find out. Let’s thank God for our food.” He reached for her hand and prayed.
Joy lifted her head, and he spied tears in her eyes. Happy tears, he hoped.
They ate while watching the sky fade to purple and indigo. The first star appeared as he reached for the dessert. “Close your eyes. You have to guess what it is from the aroma.”
She complied, and he held it under her nose. “Ummm. Creme Bruleé.”
He laughed. “You’re a hard woman to surprise.”
“This whole vacation has been God’s surprise for me. And you’re a big part of His blessings.”
His gaze locked with hers. “I’m glad.”
Leaning over, his lips touched hers as his arm encircled her waist and pulled her closer.
She returned his kiss. Could this night get any better?