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Saturday, April 20, 2019

My First Love Event with Naima Simone

Naima Simone is the author of sizzling contemporary romance and romantic suspense featuring hot alpha men and kick-ass heroines who experience the first bites of desire, the dizzying heights of passion, and the tender, healing heat of love.

She is wife to Superman, or his non-Kryptonian, less bullet proof equivalent, and mother to the most awesome kids ever. They all live in perfect, sometimes domestically-challenged bliss in the southern United States.

My First Love

Dear Diary,

Today, at the Y, we were playing kickball. We’d already picked teams and the game was on when Eugene walked in the gym. He joined the other team, but Nina said he was leaning against the wall looking at me the whole time. And I swear, when it was his turn, he kicked the ball right at me. Tammy Taylor tried to get his attention by yelling at him and hitting him. She gets on my nerves! Every boy I like, she likes too. But I think he likes me. Nina said she thinks he does and she’s never wrong about this kind of stuff! He’s so cute! Please God, let him like me!

My first love. Sigh. Some uninspired souls would minimalize my all-encompassing feelings and call them a crush. But no. I was in luuuuurv with one Eugene Dudley.

Face on fire. Sweaty palms. Palpitating heart. Shortness of breath (not the asthma kind). An attack of nerves (Godzilla vs Mothra kind of attack). Yes, those were all the symptoms that assailed me every time Eugene entered the main room of the YWCA’s after school program or strolled into the gym to fuel my every kickball-infused fantasy. Yes, kickball. I was ten. *shrug*

I wrote about him in my diary every day, keeping a detailed account of every glance, every smile and every time he asked me if I wanted his string beans (I hated string beans, but if he wanted to give me his, I choked those suckers down!). Now was he using me as a string beans disposal? Possibly. Okay, probably. But back then, with his big smile, sparkling braces, curly hair and wiry—all right, fine, skinny—frame, he was my dream guy. My (pretend) boyfriend. My er’ythang!

Did I ever muster up the courage to tell him? Well, if you don’t count when my sister—that’s the Nina chick from the diary entry above—announced to him and every kid at tables #2 and #3 that I thought he looked like Michael Jackson, then no, I never did. *whispers* My sister was a demon! I was terribly shy back then, and the thought of having an actual conversation with him, other than my awkward stuttering and blushing, sent me into drooling, coma-like shock. So no, he will always be relegated to my unavailable first love. My distant jheri curl swain. My fantasy brace-face Lothario. Still…we will always have first base.

No. The actual first base.

Like, the one I stood on when he kicked the ball toward me. *cough*

I’m giving away a $10 Amazon gift card! To enter to win, tell me if you ever told your crush that you liked him? Or were you like me and preferred to tell the world thirty years later?

Blackballed from my job.

Moved back to my hometown with my tail between my legs and family issues crushing my back.

Slinging drinks in a dive bar.

Yes, the past year has been hell. So when a man who’s temptation wrapped in golden skin and sin offers me one night of no-holds barred, dirty sex, I’m all in. I deserve it.

But now those few unforgettable hours have me facing blackmail from my own father: He'll pay for my mom's medical bills, but only if I never again touch the man who has quickly become my obsession.

Because the man? My obsession?

He’s my stepbrother.

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  1. No, I never did tell a crush that I liked them.

  2. Well I didn't exactly tell him, I showed him. ;) When I was 17 I was set up on a blind date with my husband (without me knowing it was a blind date!). A group of people went canoeing and I was paired with him. I only knew one person in the group. Well I ended up having a blast and when hubby brought me back home after a long day I kissed him goodbye. I initiated it. He was way too shy and I don't think he would have done it. Well let's just say that kiss caused him to ask me out! We dated 7 years before we got married and the end of May we will be celebrating 30 years of marriage! <3

    1. The sweetest story EVAH!! LOL! I love this!! I think I want to rewrite my history with Eugene to tap some of your courage. LOL!!

    2. Aww...thanks...go can use it!

  3. No. But he figured it out. He told me it was okay to like him. But I freaked out.

  4. LOL!! I love his response. That guy had confidence! I would've freaked out too. LOL!!

  5. I'd just been enrolled to a new school and I didn't know anybody. I was in 7th grade and one of the boys in my class was Fine with a capital F. He never knew I was crushing on him.

  6. yes. we have been together for 10 years.

  7. Those first crushes? Nope. In MS and HS, I likely would have sooner died, Naima! I think I did ask one of them to dance during one of those HS dances, but nothing came of that, and well, I survived, so... ;) Where is Eugene now, do you think? That poor guy! Missed out on all the AWESOME!

  8. I did tell mine in a letter AFTER I left for college!

  9. Yes. He didn't like me back lol

  10. I never would say anything to him or even my friends. I always had to make sure that he might have a crush on me to before I would say anything to him. Lol

  11. What a sweet story. And No... I was tooo shy to say anything.

  12. I had a friend tell him and he said he didn't like me *in that way* lol. It was very embarrassing.

  13. I never did, but I'm 99% sure that he knew, because EVERYONE knew I had a crush on him

  14. Sounds good. Good luck to me!