I was out and about all day yesterday enjoying my last bits of summer vacation and didn't have time to come up with an enlightening post, so I'm taking the easy way out today and posting the first twenty lines of my WIP. It's titled "One Great Night".
“I want you to be my sex tutor.”
Jason choked on his beer. “What?”
Chloe Harris waited until he met her gaze again. “So, will you do it?” The background noise from the crowded bar filled the charged silence as she held her breath, waiting for his answer. Country music blared from the speakers set around the dance floor. Glasses and bottles clinked. Conversations overlapped, individual words indistinguishable in the cacophony.
“Do what?” he asked again as if he hadn’t heard right the first time.
She sighed. “Be my sex tutor.”
He looked at her like she’d grown two heads. His eyes narrowed. “Why do you need a sex tutor?”
“To make sure I’m going it right.”
This time Jason’s beer spilled down the front of his shirt. He dabbed at the spot with a napkin. “Dammit, this was a new shirt.” He closed his eyes for a moment. When they opened, his expression was pained. “I can’t believe I’m going to ask this. Hell, I can’t believe we’re having this conversation. But what makes you think you’re doing it wrong?”
Until next time,