Mount Moran from Elk Island on Jackson Lake |
Here is the little snippet I chose for today.
“What’s the matter, Evie?”
Alex’s lips widened in a grin that made her want to wrap her arms around
his neck and demand that he kiss her again. At that moment she might have
consented to anything he asked for. Instead, his next words ignited her temper
to flare to the surface again. “You’d still rather marry a warthog than
consider being wed to me?” One of his eyebrows rose expectantly.
His question confused her
momentarily, but then she remembered proclaiming that exact thing when Henry
embarrassed her the day Alex left St. Charles six years ago.
“Why, Alex.” Evelyn forced a
smile. “Up until yesterday, your appearance led me to believe that you had
turned into a warthog.” She exercised all the self-control she possessed to
simply force the words from between clenched teeth rather than shout at the top
of her lungs. Her hands balled into fists at her sides, and her body shook
as she tried to conceal her embarrassment. He had some nerve to bring up such a
humiliating incident.
I don't know how much more waiting I can take!! Can't you just write 24 hours a day?
ReplyDeleteLOL! Thank you. I keep saying I need 48 hours in each day to get all my stuff done. I'd love to make writing my only full-time job. I am working diligently on this book, and I'm looking forward to getting it finished....very soon. Until then, I hope you enjoy the little weekly snippets I post.
Delete~Peggy