Following up on the feels…
I went through the galley proof for “It’s Not Our Fault” today! I already had a huge soft spot for those two kids, but the editors at Harmony Ink helped me polish the story and now it really shines. I can’t wait for September, so I can share it with everyone!
Since I got sideswiped by the Jordan/Nay feels today, this snippet is from their story. I’ve skipped a few sentences past their last snippet, hopefully it’s as easy to follow as… a hot chick out of a café.
I hung around while she ate her cinnamon roll, and when she left I followed her.
Out on the street, it was easy to stay close without getting caught. I didn’t want her to think I was a stalker or anything. I kept my distance, watching the back of her head, hypnotized by the heavy swing of her hair, so I didn’t notice where she was going until she went into the green entrance of Powell’s City of Books. I thought I’d have a joygasm when she stopped to browse in the sci-fi section, but I managed to maintain my composure and settled in to browse there too. How was I going to get up the nerve to talk to her, a goddess, a goth, sci-fi, masturbating goddess?
I’m not worthy.
I’d started to talk myself into leaving when a girl came up and gave her a hug; she called my goddess Nay.
Thanks for reading!