Excerpt from my novel, Love's Lost & Found

Not since his first kiss as a teenager had he felt such a current flow through him. It wasn't passion or lust. It was the first breath of love that rocks you to your core, the kiss you remember all your life. When they drew apart, the sight of her was seared into his brain; her exotic grey eyes, the glint of diamonds, her faint smile and the wisp of dark hair that had fallen on her cheek. He knew that he would carry that image in his mind and recall it in quiet moments as the years bent and finally bowed him.