Happy Wednesday! It’s overcast here, slightly cooler than it’s been the last several days. Later this afternoon, my kids will be auditioning for their school’s junior musical. Right now, I’m hanging out with my dog and making blog posts.
It’s Bisexual Awareness Week, so all my posts have been themed. I’ve written three flash fictions (read them here, here, and here), and my snippets have featured bi characters. Also, you can enter the giveaway below for your choice of anything in my backlist (excluding publishers’ multi-author anthologies).
Today, a bit more of Cian. Not only is he bi, but his relationships are what some people might call “it’s complicated.” He is the occasional partner of a family triad (a man and two women, plus their children). In this scene, he’s thinking about whether or not he wants to move a couple hours away to live with them. It’s made even more complicated by his newly developing relationship with Jamie.
WIPmath: 9/20/2017 = 20 – 17 = 3 paragraphs
Cian thought about Nell and the baby, due early in September. He could be there, living with them, just in time. It wouldn’t solve his problem of finding a day job or of reopening his studio or any number of other problems, but most of those weren’t going to be resolved by staying here, either.
The bathroom door opened, and Cian’s heart leapt. The other person he now had to consider emerged. Jamie was clad only in a t-shirt and his boxer briefs, looking sleep-rumpled but no less sexy for it. Cian had never had much in the way of specific preference. From Eric’s big, hairy frame to Skye’s fairly average curves to Nell’s willowy build, he liked all of it. He was sensual and sexual with a high drive, and not much turned him off if it was attached to someone he cared about. Jamie, though—he was something special.
Yet along with a flash of desire, Cian also had nagging regret and worry. They hadn’t even properly talked about—well, anything, if Cian were honest. Jamie wrapped his arms around his stomach and stood by the couch. Cian’s stomach dropped; Jamie was still so closed off. He looked like he wanted to say something but didn’t know how.
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