Fellow Omnific Publishing author Lisa Sanchez is always full of fun ideas, including her new meme "Tempt Me Tuesday". I had to join in!
We'll be sharing excerpts of our writing. Tuesdays are busy days for me at the "slave mill" so I'll post when I can.
Today's excerpt is from the third novel in The Conduct Series: On Best Behavior. It's my current work in progress.
Grant locked the door behind him and walked in the darkened apartment, keeping his footsteps light upon noticing Sophie crashed on the sofa. The glow of the television framed her relaxed body in muted blue light. Her head tilted back, resting on the cushion, and her long strawberry-blond hair draped in soft waves around her face. She’d propped up her feet on the coffee table.
Smiling fondly, he crossed over to the sofa and sat next to her, studying her delicate features. She hadn’t taken off her makeup, and he noticed slightly smudged eye shadow above long eyelashes feathered shut. She looked so serene. He reveled in the quiet of the apartment after spending the night in a loud bar, stressed from focusing on hitting each note and scanning the crowd for any sign of the Russians.
Glancing at the TV, Grant saw the menu screen for Titanic and surmised she must have fallen asleep watching the movie. Apparently she’d muted the sound before drifting off—the remote rested on her upturned palm.
As he slowly reached in for the remote, his hand halted midair when he heard a faint moan erupt from her lips. “Ahhhhh…”
Sophie and her moans. *shakes head* C'mon authors, join in! Tempt me, baby!
Dude, that guy doesn't have a six-pack--he has a whole case!
Today's excerpt is from the third novel in The Conduct Series: On Best Behavior. It's my current work in progress.
Grant locked the door behind him and walked in the darkened apartment, keeping his footsteps light upon noticing Sophie crashed on the sofa. The glow of the television framed her relaxed body in muted blue light. Her head tilted back, resting on the cushion, and her long strawberry-blond hair draped in soft waves around her face. She’d propped up her feet on the coffee table.
Smiling fondly, he crossed over to the sofa and sat next to her, studying her delicate features. She hadn’t taken off her makeup, and he noticed slightly smudged eye shadow above long eyelashes feathered shut. She looked so serene. He reveled in the quiet of the apartment after spending the night in a loud bar, stressed from focusing on hitting each note and scanning the crowd for any sign of the Russians.
Glancing at the TV, Grant saw the menu screen for Titanic and surmised she must have fallen asleep watching the movie. Apparently she’d muted the sound before drifting off—the remote rested on her upturned palm.
As he slowly reached in for the remote, his hand halted midair when he heard a faint moan erupt from her lips. “Ahhhhh…”
Sophie and her moans. *shakes head* C'mon authors, join in! Tempt me, baby!
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