#SexySnippets with lots of men wondering what they are about to do.

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#SexySnippets

seven (ish) sentences from a book or WIP

This week, my #SexySnippets is from my WIP, working title Boys on Tour...

Flora has just asked them who can dance.

'Not half naked,’ Paul said. ‘Even if I am going bare footed.’ 

There was a chorus of ‘too right’, and lots of nods which made Flora wonder what on earth did they think was going to happen?

Tony stopped the chatter with a hand in the air. ‘Maybe it’s time to tell you what we’re actually going to do.’

‘Be the cabaret?’ Geraint, whose name tag said he was gorgeous and Flora could agree with that, said. ‘You just never said how.’

 No wonder they all looked as if they were about to have their teeth pulled out with pliers and no anaesthetic.

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#MidWeekTease Where Bryony meets Lottie and wonders what the woman is on about.

Hi all, welcome to #MidWeekTease again.

This week I'm teasing from my still as yet unnamed, coverless (but not for much longer) chick lit, written as Katy Lilley

Where Bryony meets the unlovely Lottie... (who is the heroine in my next chick lit book, just contracted by Manatee Books)

~~~She made her coffee and ate a few mouthfuls of salad. All she needed was grotty Lottie to come in, and her day of harpies and nasties would be complete. Please, no.

It looked as if her plea would be answered. For the rest of the afternoon, she had a steady stream of customers. None were local, but all were pleasant. Several bought, some said they’d be back, and a couple admitted freely they were just passing the time until their husbands finished playing golf. Such a change from her earlier non-customers. All in all, she thought it had been a successful day. Five minutes before she was due to turn the sign from ‘open’ to ‘closed’, her day took a turn for the worse. Lottie Botte—it had to be her, she was the female equivalent of Dario—swanned in and glared when she saw Bryony.

 ‘You,’ she said, in a voice to cut ice. ‘You’re that woman who bought Cliff Cottage and gazumped my brother. You were pointed out to me. What are you doing here?’

Definitely Lottie. Bryony decided she’d had enough of being portrayed as a femme fatale or seducer of innocents, so she might as well act the part. ‘Plotting to seduce your brother, what else? Corrupt him and get him to be my slave.’ And if Lottie thought that remotely likely she was stupider than Bryony thought possible. ‘Have him on his knees, begging for my attention.’

‘What a vile thing to say,’ Lottie shouted. Her hands were clenched so tightly her knuckles were white. ‘How dare you? He’s too good for you. I’ll tell him how horrible you are, and he’ll hound you out, you wait and see.’

 Bryony yawned. It was that or giggle. Talk about a second rate actress from an old ‘B’ film like her gran had talked about. It was pathetic.

 Lottie shook with temper. ‘We don’t need the likes of you around here.’

 What on earth does she think I am? A serial seducer of innocents...and not so innocents?

‘Tough, honey, I’m here to stay.’ Probably not a good idea to inflame her further, but Bryony was unrepentant. The day had been on the up until Lottie arrived.

‘You, you, hussy. Keep away from my brother, he’s too good for you, too kind and, loving and loyal and...’

 Bryony saw red. Enough was enough. ‘Careful, Mrs Bott-ee.’ She said the name with exaggerated emphasis on purpose. ‘You’re beginning to make it sound incestuous. You don’t want people getting the wrong idea.’

 Lottie went red, white and red again.

 Oh God, I hope I haven’t given her heart failure. She might be annoying and like a stuck record, but Bryony didn’t want to cause the woman any harm. Just to get her to shut up and go away.~~~

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#SexySnippets

Welcome to this week's, #SexySnippets

Where my hero had a hangover and wonders just what he's agreed to...

Being woken at 6am by your still slightly drunk boss wasn’t the best way to start the day—nor did his information help the raging headache Clive suffered. He blinked, rubbed his eyes and scowled at the phone in his hand.

‘You bloody what?’

‘Said we’ll be the cabaret next year, it’ll be fun.’

That depended on a person’s idea of fun Clive thought, because knowing Tony they’d be doing the full Monty, kecks off, balls on display. ‘As in how, Tony? Remember we’re all married respectable businessmen.’ Well most of them anyway. 

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#MidWeekTease with a fox fur tippet???

Hi all it's #MidWeeekTease time

and I just have to post this..

For her sixteenth birthday Ruby and Alice handed her what Ruby said proudly, was her very own fox fur tippet. ‘Got it off a mate who’s got a stall down the lanes,’ Ruby said. ‘Special it is.’ Alice shot him a sharp glance and firmed her lips, but said nothing.

Molly stroked the tippet. The fur didn’t feel like she imagined fox would and the face was rounder than she expected, but then how would she know? The only foxes she’d seen were in those pictures of old fashioned hunting scenes. Or dead around some posh woman’s neck. She smiled, and gave her parents a hug each. ‘Thanks dad, mum. How did you get here without the kids?’

 ‘We didn’t really,’ Alice said. ‘They’re in the park and we’re taking you to see them. Joseph said the rest of the day is yours.’ As it was a weekday, and it was only lunchtime that was one of the best birthday presents ever.

‘Let me get my hat.’

The park was relatively busy, but Cissy, Bella, Teg and Flossie were easily found. They’d marked out an area of grass and spread themselves over it. When Flossie spotted them she came rushing over, skirts flying and her lace edged drawers showing as she hopped skipped and jumped her way toward them.

 She’ll never learn to be a young lady,’ Alice said half with pride, half with wry resignation. ‘But at least she’ll be one who knows her own mind.’

‘Time for treats,’ Flossie sang. ‘I thought you were never gonna get ‘ere we’ve been waiting ages.’ she pouted. ‘And our Ciss was mean as he...a toad. Wouldn’t let me go oFf or anything. Made me stop with her. Bella and Teg went for a walk and she told me I weren’t allowed.’ Her voice rose as he recited her gripes. ‘S’not fair.’

‘S’not raining,’ Teg made his favourite retort and sniggered. ‘Not yet at any rate.’

Alice tutted and shook her head. Molly hid a grin. Her siblings never failed to amuse her. Always the same old arguments and retorts. Flossie always felt hard done by, and the others rolled their eyes or smacked her down...not physically, although she’d bet on occasion each and everyone would own up to the fact their hands itched to do so.

 ‘Ages, as in half an hour,’ Cissy said as they all came together. ‘And she’s whined every minute of it.’

‘So is it no cake and sarsaparilla then?’ Alice asked with a mock scowl. ‘Is our Molly’s birthday treat spoiled because of you, Florence Whitton? I’m ashamed of you.’

Flossie broke into loud cries.

‘Crocodile tears,’ Alice said. ‘Now give over or I’ll take you home to bed, and everyone else will enjoy themselves without you.’

‘Which would be better,’ Teg said under his breath. He faced Molly and made sure his parents didn’t hear him.

Flossie stopped crying as abruptly as she’d started and looked pointedly behind Molly. ‘Our Moll, why is that man staring at you? Now he’s coming over. Mum what if he’s a bad un? After our Moll?’

(Taken from my WIP )

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