May 5, 2013
Hello!
I spent the entire
day out in the gorgeous weather! Seriously, it's so great to have an actual
spring season. Usually it seems like we go from really crisp and cold to
horribly hot and humid within a twenty-four hour period. Mild temps and lovely
breezes are made of awesome. :D
I'm spending my
night with Stonebridge and Scott from Strike
Back. Two more episodes of the third season and I get to play the waiting
game for the fourth. Maybe I'll have to rewatch the episodes a couple of times
to make the wait more bearable. :D And hey, there're two more eps of Arrow, so there's that. J
Tonight's post is
from Five Minutes, a short story centered around how much can be gained
or lost in a very brief span of time. Is it worth the risk? Remy and Eli will
find out. J
Here's the tagline:
Remy Deeds never
welches on a bet, until she lost to Eli Rogers, who can't understand why she
backs out. But a five minute kiss, with tongue, isn't something she wants to
risk, because giving up her last pack of coffee is so much easier than possibly
losing her heart.
Here's a snippety
peek…
"I already told you, I'm not
going to do it." Remy flopped down on the cot and did her best to ignore
Eli.
Eli stalked over to her locker
and yanked it open. "I want the coffee then." He stood back and swept
his arm toward the messy confines. "Now."
Remy sat up, swinging her feet over
the edge of the thin mattress. "Seriously. You're going to make me give up
the coffee?" The damned man knew she'd go off the deep end if she didn't
have her daily fix of caffeine.
Eli shrugged. "You could
always do what Harry suggested the first time. It is what you agreed to." He crossed his arms in front of him
and lifted a brow.
Damn, damn, damn. How could she
explain why kissing the team leader, with tongue, for five minutes…in front of
everyone, would prove to be the worst of the worst ideas? Straight up fact? She
couldn't. Not if she didn't want the entire group to know how much she had the
hots for him.
She jerked her head back and
forth. "Um no. That's not gonna happen." She refused to say more.
Eli didn't push to find out why.
"Then hand it over. You reneged, you forfeit what I want." His head
angled toward the open locker.
"Fine." Remy got up and
rifled through the contents, slapping the bag of coffee into his palm when she
found it. "Take it."
Eli turned and started out, but
stopped before he reached the door. "No, I want a reason. Would kissing me
really bug you that much?"
Remy frowned. "Didn't say
that, did I?" She busied her hands, pulling items out of the messy locker
and putting them back in.
Eli pushed. "Then what the
hell is it, Remy? You obviously don't want to give this up." He waved the bag
back and forth.
She shrugged. "Whatever, it's
no big deal. Just take it." She turned around and grimaced.
What an idiot. Her utter need for
caffeine made it a big deal. And Eli would absolutely clue in on her verbal
misstep.
Eli scoffed. "It's not a big
deal? I'm not stupid, Rem. You're giving up your morning fix for what? A kiss, Remy.
A kiss." He emphasized the last
word.
She felt small and petty. He
would consider her behavior juvenile.
Time to come clean.
Remy spoke quietly. "No, Eli.
It's not. It's five minutes, with tongue. That's not just a kiss."
The light went on.
"Ah." He inclined his head, getting it.
She snorted. "Yeah, ah. You
get it now." She hated making the admission.
He cocked his head. "You're
worried it'll get too heated, yeah?" He set the bag of coffee on the
nightstand.
She gave a jerky nod. "Among
other things." Shit. She needed to shut up. Now.
Remy sank down onto the cot and
zipped her lips.
Eli dropped down next to her.
"Now I'm curious. What other things, Remy." His voice rasped and he
cleared his throat.
Remy pulled her legs up and
swiveled around, leaning back. "Shut up, Eli. And take your coffee with
you."
His lips quirked. "I don't
think so. You have to do better than that, Remy."
If all goes well,
the entire short story will take place in the one area and be tightly focused
on the emotional back and forth between the characters. J
That's it for this
week. Happy reading!
Skylin
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