It's time for another My Sexy Saturday post. This week they're asking for our best "One Sexy Lady" excepts.So I get to show off in 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs one of my leading ladies. This week I'm featuring an except from one of my WIP. In this scene I start to wonder if my leading lady likes her sidearm more than her romantic counter part.
Rip Tide (working title)
"A sudden squeal broke the silence of the hallway, and Kara
snapped her head around just in time to see a young girl racing down a side
hall towards them. She had just a second to take in the sight of the busty girl
before she had to step back to let the girl speed past her. She watched as
Phinn turned just in time to catch the girl as she threw herself at him. Kara
felt herself grinding her teeth as she saw the girl’s small foot press against
the caster gun to launch herself higher into Phinn’s tight hug.
The girl wrapped herself around Phinn. Kara felt her eye
twitch as the girl’s thigh rubbed against the belt of caster shells at Phinn’s
waist. Kara felt aggravation run through her. The girl had dropped her head
onto his shoulder and was most likely crushing her caster shells between her
thigh and Phinn’s hip. “Nancy, it’s good to see you,” he said as his hands
lifted up to start prying the girl’s arms from around his neck.
“Phinn, why’ve you been gone so long? I missed you,” the
girl whined clinging to him tighter and wiggled her bottom a little, grinding
against him. When Phinn finally looked up at Kara he gave her half a smile, but
Kara knew she must have a horrifying look on her face because Phinn lost his
smile and his eyes went a little wide.
“Nancy, I’d like you to meet someone,” Phinn said hurriedly.
The girl lifted her head from Phinn’s neck and obediently dropped her feet back
to the ground, but looped her arm around his waist to keep him close. “Thank
you,” Phinn said with a smile. Reaching out with his free arm, Phinn placed his
hand at the small of Kara’s back and she felt her breath hitch a little at the
touch. “This is Kara, a lady friend of mine. Kara this is Nancy, Aaron’s little
sister.”
The girl stared at Kara for a long second with narrowed eyes
before moving her arms away from Phinn and crossing them over her chest. Kara
met her stare briefly before reaching down in one smooth motion and pulling her
caster from Phinn’s left side. Just as her fingers wrapped around the hilt his
hand shot up and caught her wrist. Kara gave him a hard look, before hissing, “My
caster is not a foot prop.”
Phinn reluctantly released Kara, and gave her a slight nod.
“But I’m keeping the shells,” he said, letting her take back the weapon. The
hard line of his jaw accented the outline of his lips and Kara felt a fleeting
urge to kiss him. Even the smoldering look in his eyes was enough to make her
pause for a second, but she recovered quickly and took a step away from him.
“Fine, but take them off before anyone else tries to crush
them. They aren’t that easy to find,” she said securing the caster to the
magnetic strap sawn into the outer thigh of her pants. Looking back at the
girl, Kara gave her a nod. “Nice to meet you, Nancy.” She judged the girl to be
in her late teens, no more than nineteen years old at most, and refused to
wonder too much about the unhealthy attachment she had to Phinn."
That's it for this week. Make sure to check out the other great writers in this My Sexy Saturday blog hop.
All the romantic counterpart has to do is be where the sidearm is.
ReplyDeletehehe. I guess he could find a reason to confiscate the caster again. At least that would keep her near by.
DeleteLove the sexual tension that is swirling in the air with this one. Can't wait to see what happens next!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing.