Ok, I know I just said I would do snippets on Sunday’s…but tomorrow is a busy day. So in order to ensure I do my promised share this weekend…I’m posting a snippet today from my current WIP…’Hawke & The Beast’. Enjoy!
After dinner, Jasper loaded the dishes into the automatic washer…a machine she found fascinating as it evolved. She was able to observe society as it accomplished feat after feat throughout the many years, but it was the domestic items that struck her as the most amazing. She came from a time when laundry was still washed on boards with Borax. Now, it seemed everything was done with the touch of a tiny little button. Amazing, really, she thought. The time people had on their hands to do productive things had multiplied ten-fold…though most didn’t use their time wisely, it seemed.
“I know this may seem forward, but…what were you doing in the woods…you know…um…” Jasper gestured to her body as they settled onto the sofa, clearly uncomfortable bringing the subject up.
“You mean, what was I doing in the woods…naked?”
He gulped down his coffee, wincing at the heat, “Yes, I suppose that’s what I meant.”
“I wasn’t attacked by someone, if that is what you are concerned about.”
“Do you…make a habit out of hiking in the rain with no clothes on?” A playful light danced in Jasper’s eyes, and Isabella quite liked it.
She laughed a low, sultry sound before replying, “No, no sir, I do not.”
“Please, call me Jasper,” he said as he leaned forward and touched the top of her hand with his fingertips.
Her flesh tingled where he had touched her skin. And even as the blush crept into her cheeks, she attempted to remain composed and dignified, which was incredibly difficult to do, sitting in such close proximity to a man as attractive as Jasper. She shifted on the sofa, bringing her knees up so that she could better bury her back into the luxuriously soft cushion behind her.
She smiled at him, and again she noticed him staring at her eyes. Of course she knew they were not the average color, but it had been a long time, such a long time, since a man like Jasper had gazed into them so intently.
Aware that she was becoming entranced by his gaze, she broke it by glancing around the room, returning to his stare with a question, “Jasper, what is it that you do, exactly?”