Good morning, everyone!
I want to introduce you to a lady I've worked with and known a long time. She's a fellow blogger at Roses of Prose with me, and I'm real proud to call her a friend. Welcome, Brenda Whiteside. She's going to talk about flirting and her newest book, The Morning After!
Isn’t flirting fun? If you’re into romance, you certainly appreciate flirting.
Flirt – the word brings to mind fluttering eyelashes, sideways glances, fingertips gracing a creamy collarbone, pink tongue delicately peeking out from ruby lips, the hint of cleavage when she has to bend to retrieve her purse. Women know the art of subtle flirtatious body language.
But men can come up with some goose bump producing moves. In my novel, Sleeping with the Lights On, my heroine Sandra Holiday feels the rub of Carson’s boot against her ankle beneath the table and can’t be sure he’s purposely arousing her or keeping beat to a tune in his head.
Much flirting happens through verbal banter. We all know the words aren’t necessarily what makes a good flirt but the way they’re uttered; the double entendre, or combined with a wink or a smile.
Rachael, in Tattoos, Leather and Studs has two men flirting with her. She’s on a blind date with a man who looks like he might be a bad boy and the leader of the pack – and is sexy as you know what. On stage is the leader of the band that could pass for a GQ model. But looks can be deceiving. Tattooed date says things like, “your eyes, flecks of gold and green are amazing.” Sophisticated looking rock singer has a different approach. “Is it feeling any better, chicky?” He cast a leer at her chest. “Can I lend a hand?”
In The Morning After, Bobby’s flirting is physical rather than verbal. He’s a pretty hands on kind of guy. A mischievous half smile lit up his face. “All right, I’ll explain another way. Slowly.” He grasped her hands, bringing her close, their bodies meeting from shoulders to toes. “Look at the way we fit together, Abby.” He rubbed his hips against hers. “Hip to hip.” He rubbed his chest against her breasts. “Chest to chest.”
How about that first flirtatious utterance – the opening line, sometimes called the pickup line?
A friend of mine was at a country bar, scanning the crowd. A tall-blond-snake-skin-boots-tight-Levi-covered-buns-hunk drawled, “What you looking for?” When she responded, “Someone to sweep me off my feet,” he didn’t miss a beat. Swoosh!
My favorite first line came from a guy at a public dance. He had the biggest brown eyes, thick dark lashes, and a smile that melted me. And then he said, “Hello, I love you. Would you like to dance?” Okay, a wee bit corny but it must have worked; we’ve been married now for over half our lives. After he spoke those words, the Doors had a hit single with nearly the same line. Maybe not so corny after all.
I have to agree, Brenda, not so very corny after all! Now, let's take a peek at The Morning After!
More About Brenda
To stay connected with Brenda, and hear more about The Morning After, as well as what's going on with her upcoming books, you can find her here:
Visit Brenda at www.brendawhiteside.com.
Or on FaceBook: www.facebook.com/BrendaWhitesideAuthor
She blogs on the 9th and 24th of every month at http://rosesofprose.blogspot.com
She blogs about prairie life on her personal blog http://brendawhiteside.blogspot.com/