As a Multiple Sclerosis patient, it has become necessary for me to reinvent myself. I have ... and continue to ... refuse to lie down and die, or in this case, follow the normally prescribed drugs and treatments that do nothing to defeat my disease. I am not only surviving by pursuing alternatives, I am thriving. I do the things specialists told me I would never be able to do. I walk and hope to one day even run regularly. I retain my cognitive and creative abilities for the pleasure of my readers. Although you may never see me on my daily walk, you are welcome to read my novel(s) and in doing so, come to ask yourself, "How can the 'out of the box' protocol she has followed, help my loved one with an autoimmune disease like Multiple Sclerosis?"
A Steamy Tidbit from Live, Love, Repeat
Trevor tried to twist so he could see. "Ow, that smarts."
muscles are huge," she teased, falling backwards in a mock faint.
show you huge muscles, you tease," Trevor said, tackling her, despite the
sharp pain it brought on. He tickled her, keeping her from getting away by
pinning her to the ground. She writhed and wiggled to free herself then
stilled, her breathing ragged.
stream trickled and gurgled, finding its downward path. Birds once silenced in
the wake of the cacophony of chaos returned to their cheerful singing. A gentle
breeze caressed their bodies while the sun bathed them in its warm light.
Trevor kept most of his weight off her, his upper body weight held with his
hands firmly planted on either side of her head.
lowered himself to one elbow while still holding a good portion of his weight
with his other hand. He smiled at her, memorizing the smooth softness of her
skin, the arch of her eyebrows, the mischievous smile lighting her eyes. How he
wanted to claim her with more than a simple kiss.
"That's the best you can do?" He
murmured, his tone gravely with desire.
I'm not sure, yes."
arched his brows in response. "What aren't you sure of?"
She pursed her lips.
caressed her cheek with his fingers. "I
thought I made that clear." He brushed her lips with his hoping the light
contact would cause a reaction.
closed her eyes.
shook her head. He kissed her lightly again, allowing his warm breath to heat
her skin. She seductively rolled the tip of her delicate tongue over her teeth,
leaving a glisten on the inner rim of her lips. His tongue gently tasted her
moisture finding she tasted sweet and he wanted more. His heart beat faster, a
steady rhythm accenting his kisses. He lifted his lips, whispering against
hers. "Look at me, Porsche. I need to know if I frighten you or if I'm too
heavy on you."
opened her eyes, at the same time answering him, "Too heavy."
rolled, taking her with him until she lay on him. Now he could feel her every decadent
and delicious curve, appreciating how they fit and pressed against him. Keep control. His breathing remained calm and even. She lay astride
him, her forearms on his chest. "Better?"
nodded in answer.
turn. Kiss me." He wasn't entirely sure she would.
smiled, and instead of kissing him, played with his hair, drawing her fingers
across his cheek bone and to his lips. When her fingers lingered on his lips,
he kissed them, taking the last between his lips with a deliberate touch of his
tongue to the tender flesh under her nail.
horsey. Glad I recognize that taste. It could have been worse." She
giggled at his comment. "Kiss me.”
delayed her kiss, giving him time to anticipate it. Did she know how to kiss,
or just flirt? Would her kiss be one or several? Soft or seductive?
reached to move her leg and quickly rolled her onto her side. "Stop over
thinking it. You've teased me with that deliciously pink tongue of yours. Give
me your tongue." She merely smiled. "Give it, or I'll take it."
didn't wait for her to play any more cat and mouse. His kiss coaxed her to part
her lips. He sought her tongue, inveigling a dalliance of intricacy, turning
his flaming desire up a notch. Her breath caught. He pulled back.
he murmured with conviction. "Is what tongues are for. I told you I would
teach you. Now you've had your first lesson." He rolled away, knowing he
must stop before he couldn't bring himself to. He stifled most of the groan that
started deep in his loins and begged to be satisfied, hoping she didn't hear it
or understand the need it conveyed. He held his side as he struggled to stand,
willing his body to calm down.