Word Count: 7001
What story I’m currently working on:
I’ve currently paused on Eros Tales #3 because I’m in a groove with my quarantine romance, which I’ve hit 17k on. I’m not quite sure how long this will be, but I’m aiming for at minimum 40k. I think that’s pretty doable since we’re just getting into first kiss territory and there’s quite a bit to go over still. It’ll probably get physical really fast and they’ll miss some of the emotional necessities which will tie into the black moment after the quarantine is lifted. WOOO. I gots some tentative plans. #thatplantserlife
What I’m editing/marketing:
Well, since I got some beta reader feedback in on Alchemists and Arsonists, I’ve decided to dive into editing that full force. I’ve already rolled through content edits, and I’m through a significant amount of line edits, so we shall see. Who knows! Maybe next week I’ll be updating that the book’s ready to send off to the publisher! As far as upcoming reads go, Of Coppers and Cracksmen is available for preorder now, set to come out May 19th! Rising for Autumn is also available for pre-order, set to come out April 29th! And later in June, Tempting Ballad is projected to release!
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Sky headed to the kitchen to grab her a glass of water for when Mia finished up. The way she looked with her muscles flexing, sweat dripping down her body, and her clothes plastered to her body turned Sky on more than anything. If she hadn’t been such a coward the other night, she wouldn’t just be here watching in the aftermath. Hell, instead, maybe she’d be the one peeling the fabric off of her and tasting the salt on her skin as she memorized Mia’s body with her mouth.
The thought had Sky wet in seconds, and she clenched her thighs together to try and distract herself. Nope, instead she sailed her away on her quickly sinking failboat and pushed the woman she’d lusted after for years away. Good move, champ.
Sky focused on getting the glass of water and pouring herself another mug of coffee that she heated up in the microwave. Even still, she noticed Mia in her peripheral, looking all sweaty and gorgeous, her hair pulled into a ponytail and stray strands glued to her forehead. The flush on her cheeks probably looked the same after she—
Oh Jesus fuck. Head out of the gutter.
The soft sound of Mia’s sharpened breaths wasn’t helping Sky at all. She might as well just pour the ice water over her now—maybe the shock might pull her out.
Tonight. She’d nut up and have a real talk with Mia tonight.