And now, without further ado, here is this week's Six Sentence Sunday.
Amy stopped thinking as Mason lowered his head to hers. He crushed his lips against hers and she moaned, her eyes sliding closed.
She moved her hands up his chest, snaking them into his curls, and holding him close as his hot mouth devoured hers. He pushed his body into her, and she slid her tongue out to lick across his lips. He slipped his tongue into her mouth, and she was glad for his body so tightly pressed against hers and the wall behind her. If not for both, she would have melted into a puddle of need at his feet.
And there you have it, folks. Check back often for updates on this book and more. I shall be revealing the cover within the next few weeks and sharing more with you about the characters and the joys of writing a holiday book as well as the difficulties of wanting a full Thanksgiving meal in the middle of July! :-)
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