writing update

I have been very busy. It’s mid term for my graduate class and there’s this research paper due Thursday. But I have also been sneaking in a few fiction writing minutes over the last few weeks. Finally finished another scene for We Fit, the sequel to We Three, an erotic romance, emphasis on the romance.

Thought I’d share a preview.

Elena and Jess walked out of the bedroom. Collecting her laptop from the living room, Elena returned to the dining table to set out breakfast items and found colorfully wrapped packages and envelopes at her place and where Jess usually sat when they ate together. She frowned, but then, lifting the card, she remembered a conversation with Eric about taking a spring trip. He must’ve been able to swing it, she thought. “Jess, come out here for a sec.”

“What’s up?” Jess appeared at the space between the dining table and kitchen entry. “Presents?”

“Presents,” she confirmed. “You’ve got a card.”

“What for?”

Elena had already opened her envelope with a card. “It says ‘All That Jazz’.” She caught a piece of paper that fell from the card. “Oh. I think–oh!” She quickly pointed to Jess’s package. “Jess, open yours.”

Jess stood behind her chair and reached for the package first. Elena could feel her own excitement building as she anticipated the blonde’s reaction to Eric’s gift. Out of the clown-wrapped paper, Jess removed a green and gray sweatshirt.

“When am I going to be able to wear a sweatshirt in Miami?” Jess asked. She turned it around holding the sweatshirt with a big Shamrock between the words “Not Irish, Just Drunk.”

“The card,” Elena said, finally unable to hide her impatient excitement. “Read his card.”

Jess lifted the flap out of the unsealed envelope and removed the card. “All That Jazz,” she read aloud then flipped open the front cover. Elena held her breath. “A plane ticket?”

Elena held up her own. “To Chicago!”

“What’s in Chicago?”

“Eric started as a commercial pilot out of O’Hare. He likes to go back every so often.”

Jess read the ticket information. “March 16. 18. That’s three days?”

“Over St Patrick’s Day,” Elena explained pointing at Jess’s sweatshirt then her own, now unpacked, the gold letters splashed over a green shamrock read: Too cute to pinch. “Eric and I have gone a few times. Now you’ll get to experience it, too. They dye the river green and everything is just…” She stumbled to explain. “You’ll love it,” she finished.

Jess slowly smiled and lifted her gaze from the ticket, meeting Elena’s.. Her green eyes filled with bright sparkles. “I’ve …wow. They put dye in the river? How? I’ve never…This is….he got me a ticket.” She sank to the chair still holding the ticket and shirt.

Yep, I decided the trio needed to take a vacation. Must be all this stuck inside I’m feeling from the pandemic.