Today is #sixsunday where writers share six sentences from their work. I’m eager to share lines from my new short story BEER AND GROPING IN LAS VEGAS. If all goes as planned, I’ll have my polishing done and this will be going out on submission by Tuesday. Wish me luck!

Last week, Riley met his blind date for the night. Fast forward past dinner, and things have gotten serious, fast. They are now in an elevator, and Riley’s told her he wants her in a bad way, but extracts a promise that they be totally honest with each other and asks if she wants this (his hands are holding her face. her response, in her POV):

Tapping a seldom used inner streak of boldness, she moved her head to kiss his palm. She darted her tongue out and traced his life line. His breath hitched. She could swear his rich, brown eyes darkened.

Suddenly she was on him like white plastic on a Stormtrooper, shamelessly pressing against his body, groping and kissing him. He groaned, a good groan, cinched his arms around her waist and spun them until her back hit the wall of the elevator.

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