So last week, I posted my eight and realized after I did it that I’d forgotten to sign up. DUH!! It’s been that kind of month, Mes Amies. However, here are the eight sentences from The Summer of Second Chances that I posted last week, and Sophie and Ben just cannot catch a break. That delicious kiss intensifies when suddenly…
“Sophie.” Ben pulled back and reached down to grasp her hands, “Soph… somebody’s at the door.”
Squinting up into his passion-dark eyes, almost navy in the lamplight from the living room, she blinked in confusion before she finally heard the knocking from the utility room. Someone was rattling the hook on the screen door.
He touched her lips with one finger, a gentle caress as he set her away from him. “Sheesh, this place is Grand Central Station tonight.” His breath came fast and shallow.
“Who in the world…?” It was almost eight and she didn’t recognize the shadowy female figure standing there, a cigarette glowing between her fingers.
I know, I know–I’m being really mean, aren’t I? It’s okay…the story is worth it, I promise. Next week, I’m heading out to spend a week or so with this little guy, so I’m not sure I’ll be able to post, but I’ll try!
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