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Greetings and thank you for stopping by this weekend. I bring you another snippet from Swashbuckler, a contemporary romance. I’m on deep edits right now and, fingers crossed, it will be finished by October 31st.
Last week Rodger frowned when he saw Rachel from across the room. This scene, which happens a little afterwards, explains why…The first person to talk is Todd, Rodger’s best friend. They’re back in the hotel suite after the party…And I’m sorry that it’s more than 10 sentences, even with creative punctuation. 🙂
“By the way, guess who I met while you were hiding in the back? Rachel Shephard.”
“The one who wrote Swashbuckler?” Rodger sat down on the couch, propping his feet on the glass coffee table. His head leaned back as he stretched his tall body. His eyes closed.
“You know I want to meet her to talk about Rohbert. That’s one of the reasons for this trip to San Francisco. Why didna ya introduce us?”
Todd grimaced as he took a sip of his beer. “Yeah, well I was going to—remember I pointed her out to you—but then she disappeared.”
“That’s who you were talking about? I couldn’t figure out who you were pointing to.”
“Besides, she’s obviously a fan and you were in no shape to deal with that level of adoration.”
Rodger shook his head. “Todd—”
“I’m serious, Rodg. She almost fainted when Max announced your name.”
“Oh.” Rodger rolled his eyes. “Great. So ya think I shouldn’t meet her?”
“And would I let you down like that?” Todd grinned and held up a piece of paper. “I got her number from her agent.”
Rodger reached out for the number–Todd held it back.
“Just, do your best acting, and be nice to her,” Todd said, suddenly serious. “She seems like a sweet person.”