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Are we here again? Saturday? (sunday for me, sorry) I swear this summer literally flew by. The only reason I can tell it's lasted long enough is my kids are stir crazy wanting to go back to school. I love them being home, don't get me wrong but I swear my concentration flew out the window on the very last day of school in June.
Well let's get right to it shall we? Today i'm sharing a 7 paragraph snippet from a tentatively titled WIP.
*****
In a Cowboy's Arms
“What in the hell is going on out
here!”
From somewhere behind him, Jordan heard an
amazingly vocal and really pissed off female voice. There’s
another roommate? He turned and
instantly felt a stabbing pain right dead center into his chest. She was a goddess. A hot
goddess. And she looked furious. From what she was wearing, he guessed all the
commotion in the living room had awakened her, very possibly from the wrong
side of the bed.
He felt compelled to apologize and
introduce himself before he bowed out completely. “Hey there” he spoke
carefully, extending his hand. “My name is Jo--.”
“I don’t give two shits who you are
buddy. Seriously, I have no clue why I’m
even surprised my roommates are having an orgy at one or two in the morning or
whatever the hell time it is, while I’m trying to sleep. Damn it.
I have to be up in a few hours to feed cows.”
Orgy? What the hell gave her that idea? He
was still fully clothed. And cows? What did she do for a living? “Who are you?” Jordon pressed, just in case
he was wrong about the third roommate thing.
“Not that it matters but I’m the
only sane roommate here.” Either she had
no idea or just didn’t care that her night shirt was stuck in the waist band of
her thong but when she turned to storm back down the hall where she’d come
from, she’d presented him with the cutest heart shaped birthmark on the sweetest
shapely ass he’d ever seen.
Even with a door slamming in her
wake, none of the other four people in the room even seemed to notice she had
appeared at all. Shaking his head, he
locked the handle of the door and pulled it shut as he left. The scene he’d just witnessed almost made him
afraid to come back tomorrow or later today rather, for fear he might have to
face her again. Unless of course she was
dressed in a thong again.
(copyright Krista Ames)
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Very nice snippet, Krista. I am definitely going to put this in my TBR pile.
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