As I wind down with Scandal edits and post the final chapters, I see free time on the horizon. My main goal in 2020 is to GMST (get my shit together) as an author. Up until now, I feel like I’ve been throwing darts at a calendar like, “Yeah, that date works” while also failing at reigning in my chaos….
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I woke at sunrise the next morning. We’d pulled the curtains open after our escapades last night to watch the gibbous moon rise over the treetops and paint the city in broad strokes of black and white. A beam of liquid gold spilled through them now and fell across the floor. Dust motes twirled and eddied in the light. The…
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They took me together. I lay in the middle of the bed on my back. John sprawled out at my side, limbs loose, wearing a lazy smile as he swirled his fingers over my skin. His erection pressed into my hip, but when I tried to reach for it, craving the feel of silk covered steel, he stilled my hand…
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I did the brunt of the story telling, beginning with my visit to Marcus and my father’s intent to disinherit him. “We’ll prevent it from coming to pass,” John said. “Whether through blackmail, coercion, or deceit. If that fails, I’ll have him knifed by a footpad as he leaves the brothel he frequents.” I blanched at that statement. John had…
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John stood framed within the doorway for half a second, just long enough to see me and Henry in the tub together. He shut the door behind him with almost as much force as he had barged through it, then immediately began pacing. “She’s all right, John,” Henry said, speaking to him in the same way he had me when…
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