So I finished the rewrites of Reapers 3 this morning.
There’s still a lot of work to do, but because I finished them three weeks early, I get time to let the rewrite sit for a bit before I need to start edits. This is going to be kind of a longer book because I do still need to add in another POV, which I can’t talk about, because… spoilers. But for now, I’m content to let it sit for a while, and get some distance. I don’t always get the chance to let things sit, but I do like to, sometimes, if only to gain some objectivity.
Instead, I’m writing a quick little romance about characters I introduced in Reapers 3. Likely, I may send this as a freebie for my newsletter folks. Or post it up on Patreon. Or maybe both. I don’t know. I’m enjoying the writing of something that’s not on my schedule for 2020. It’s not going to be super long so I can’t justify publishing it at the retailers. It’s just for fun since I have this two-week break where I really didn’t have anything scheduled because I thought I’d still be working on Reapers 3.
And because why not… I thought y’all might like a little snippet of what’s to come in Reapers 3.
Jordan moved his arm across the top of the bar, bringing his body closer to her. The scent of his cologne surrounded her and she resisted the urge to close her eyes so she could concentrate on that scent of his. It was spicy and comforting at the same time. She wasn’t even sure how that was possible. Maybe she was more intoxicated than she thought. “So, where were we, birthday girl?”
“Um, I believe we introduced ourselves,” Penny said. His fingers grazed her arm. Even through her sweater, she had to resist the hot shudder of desire that rolled through her.
Able to turn her on with a mere flick of his fingers? Check.
“Would you like another shot?” he murmured as his gaze dipped to her lips. Immediately, she was imagining taking him back to the bathrooms, letting those big hands roam over her body while he took her lips with a punishing domination.
What the hell was wrong with her? It wasn’t like she was some virginal college student. She’d had sex a few times before. But this guy took sexual appeal to a whole new level and she wanted every inch of him touching her.
“Sure,” she said absently, as her gaze dipped to his lips this time. He smiled at her like he knew just what she was thinking, then he turned away from her to call Cody over. A moment later, two shots and a couple of beers sat on the bar for them.
He lifted the shot glass to her. Gingerly, she took it from him. He raised the other one into the air. “To new friends and happy birthdays.”