so here we go, from my chick lit to be published in May, new title to be revealed very soon
‘Oh for…’ If there had been
anything to stamp her foot on and make a noise she would have done. Bryony
clenched her hands into fists and was rewarded by the tiniest hint of his mouth
twitching. Not a proper smile but maybe a softening of his bottom lip? However
he still didn’t offer his name.
‘Fine keep who you are to
yourself. I’ll just think of you as Mr Grumpy, that’s apt.’ Bryony picked her
bag up again and ignored him. He stepped in front of her. She sidestepped.
He matched it. And grinned.
The sort of grin that would make hundreds of women drop their knickers given
half a chance. Not her though, she was made of sterner stuff. She hoped.
But,
oh my goodness, that makes him so bloody different. Does he have two personas?
Am I in a split dimension? Oh grief damp knicker alert as Maisie would say.
Then she remembered, actually she
didn’t have knickers on as she hadn’t been able to find a clean pair and the
cheese grater thong her mum had given her for Christmas—‘to bring you up to
date, love’—which she discovered in with the corkscrew and three dishtowels, was
as useful as an ice cream in hell. That had gone on and off in record time and
now resided beneath her period pants in her underwear drawer. She wouldn’t
throw it out and maybe hurt her mum’s feelings but she doubted she’d wear it,
not even when she was desperate. Like now?
Not desperate. She was as they said, commando, and if
she were honest, rather liked it.
and catch all the others on www.midweektease.blogspot.co.uk
Bye....
dashes off
Raven xx
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