Saturday, July 5, 2014

My Sexy Saturday: One Sexy Lady

My Sexy Saturday

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.


  1. All the romantic counterpart has to do is be where the sidearm is.

    1. hehe. I guess he could find a reason to confiscate the caster again. At least that would keep her near by.

  2. Love the sexual tension that is swirling in the air with this one. Can't wait to see what happens next!

    Thanks for sharing.