Happy Wednesday! We’re enjoying our summer vacation here. The wind storm in March took out our trampoline, so we got a new one, thanks to insurance. The guys put it up on Sunday, but it’s been too rainy since then to use it! Sunshine today, so hopefully that means some outdoor time.
My son and I went to see Cars 3 yesterday. Cars is my favorite Pixar film, so I was perfectly happy to see the next one. J and I both loved it; he says it’s the best of the three, and I might have to agree. There’s a lot to unpack in it, and I think the underlying message is a good one. Final verdict: go see it, with or without kids.
On to the WIPpet. Leaps of Faith is almost not a WIP anymore. The last part of the last story is now with my betas, and the first part is with the editor. I still have to finish going over edits on Keeping the Faith, but when that’s done and out of my hands, that’s the end. I’ve been with these characters for three years, and it’s bittersweet letting them go at last. It’s time, though. I need to move on to other projects. You can read a bit more of my musings on why I wrote the series here.
Since this is the last I’ll post from it, I’ll be nice and continue last week’s scene so you can get a peek at what Micah’s got on.
WIPmath: 6/28/2017 = 17 sentences for the year. Yeah, not that creative.
Micah set the bra on the bedside table and stripped off his shirt, more quickly than Cat had. He slid his jeans down, and Cat was pleased to see he was indeed wearing the boxer briefs. He picked the bra up again and stepped closer to Cat.
“Where did you get it?” Cat asked. He was struggling to stay in control by that point, almost more excited than he’d been the first time he and Micah had made love.
“I visited a sex shop. They had some things that would fit you better than a regular store.” There was a slight tremor in his voice which Cat found both endearing and sexy.
“You went to a sex shop? Alone?” It was a big step for him, after all.
“Yeah. Thank God, there was a woman working. She was really helpful in choosing the right things.”
Micah didn’t answer. His fingers brushed the skin of Cat’s shoulders, sending ripples of pleasure through him.
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