About ten years ago, I had a friend who lived in England, Dave and I talked every day! He was my confidant and shoulder to cry on. Was it because he was a great guy? Yes, but more because of his accent. There is something wonderful about a guy with an accent. They can read me the ingredients on a box of cereal and I'd fall for them.... Theo from Kisses on a Paper Airplane isn't just an ordinary boy...He's a pop star and perfect for Hannah's first kiss.
Drama student Hannah Evans isn't kissing any frogs on her path to find Prince Charming. She's determined to share the perfect first kiss -- with the perfect boy -- in the perfect place -- or she's not kissing at all. When Hannah meets a cute ginger-haired boy in first class lounge in the London airport, she knows he's 'The One.'
Pop star Theo Callahan is on the road to get as far away as possible from his back-stabbing best friend, and his supermodel girlfriend who broke his heart. Until one shy smile from Hannah has him rethinking all of his travel plans.
Theo is smitten, but he's worried she's just a groupie in search of the ultimate selfie. Can Theo learn to trust Hannah in time to share one perfect first kiss, or will Hannah be forced to kiss a frog?
He wasn’t much older than me. His ginger-colored hair was alive in an unkempt manner that made him look both stylish and scruffy. He wore a battered leather jacket and skinny jeans. His kicks were a pair of powder blue Nike Air Pythons that perfectly matched the color of his eyes. And seriously, I would’ve sworn his eyes were Photoshopped, except there he was, live and in person right in front of me.
He smiled. His cheeks dimpled and the corners of his eyes wrinkled, and it took my breath away. A warm feeling started in my toes, moved up over my knees and into my torso, causing my stomach to do a double-twisting Yurchenko off the pommel horse and stick the landing.
OMG! This is the boy. The one I’d been waiting for.
I wanted to kiss this boy.
Julia teased me relentlessly but the truth was I’d never kissed a boy.
I had never had the “feels” before, but I knew I had found The One. The boy I wanted to share my perfect, first kiss.
Unfortunately I didn’t have time to tell him before I dropped to the floor. Unconscious.
Musings from Michigan