I’m so sorry I didn’t visit other writers last week–I ended up in the ER with a horrible stomach, um, issue. Ended up being in the hospital for six days. Yuck. I’ll write more about it later-the things I learned. However, for now, on to much more luscious delights!
We pick up from last week with Rachel and Rodger who are in a cab at the end of their first dinner/date. It’s from my WIP (one of these days, I swear, it will be done), entitled Swashbuckler.
He could see the laughter in her eyes.
“But seriously,” she protested. “I need to get home and I don’t want to miss the last train.”
Rodger decided–he was not going to allow this woman to take public transit home. On his better days he was a gentleman and considered it bad form to allow his inebriated date to go home unescorted.
Especially such a delicious woman as this one.
Which brought him to another thought, he really didn’t want her to go home at all.