Today is #sixsunday where writers share six sentences from their work. I’ll share a snippet from my time-travel romance WIP titled MUST LOVE BREECHES, which is now out in query land! (You can see the other entries here.) It finaled this past week in Virginia’s Fool for Love contest, in the paranormal category!
This might be the last from this story for a little bit. I’m eager to share lines from my new short story BEER AND GROPING IN LAS VEGAS. On that note, if anyone’s interested in Beta reading it (11K words), let me know…
Here’s my pitch/logline: When a thoroughly modern girl finds herself stranded in 1834 London, she must find a way home while navigating the pitfalls of London society, resisting her attraction to a hunky lord, and ultimately having to decide when her true home lies.
This is the midpoint of the novel, right after she’s caught him sneaking around in a room at a ball. Oh, and she’s on top of him on the floor because she’d been surprised by him and tackled him to the floor before she realized who it was. Picking up one line later from last week (you only missed him smiling)—someone’s opened the door, he kissed her for cover, and she responded. When she heard the door close, she was startled and to his complete shock, she returned to his lips and asked “Where were we?”, and now (this is in his POV):
“I believe I was about to do this.” He angled his head and nibbled on her lower lip. A small moan escaped her. Emboldened, he deepened the kiss and found that she did not hesitate to explore on her own.
Blood rushed instantly to his groin, stiffening his arousal. Never had he met a lady so comfortable with her own sensuality.
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