Glimpse Into The Handsome Father
So that's the book cover to my story. I know it's not really anything exciting but oh well, I think it's suitable for now. I've managed to hit about 9200 words and I'm determined by the end of this week I'll be at the 30 000 word mark. I've also decided to give you guys a little glimpse at my chapter one just because I'm nice like that :)
“Do you want anything?” Lucas asked and Logan shook his head as he slipped off his stool, heading into the woman’s toilets.
She gasped as she turned from the mirror to see him standing there, a sheepish smile on her face as she pointed at the door. “You’ve came into the wrong ones,” she said not wanting to laugh at him because it was a mistake most people made when they were out drinking. However he didn’t seem to be listening to her as he moved towards her, his hand taking hold of her wrist as he teased the piece of tissue out of her hands and wiped at her eyes gently for her.
“I’m sorry for what I said in there,” he whispered screwing the tissue up and throwing it into the bin before turning his attention back onto her. He found himself attracted to her despite the fact that her cheeks now had tear tracks down them and her eye makeup was smudged really badly. He cupped her cheek with his hand and found his gaze moving down to her lips. How had he not noticed that that was the only part of her face not plastered in makeup? Her lips were naturally that shade of pink and they were beautiful. He couldn’t resist as he leant in and pressed a kiss to her lips, his eyes closing as he knew that he should be a gentleman and pull away. She’d had a drink and she was heartbroken so she wouldn’t be thinking straight whereas he’d had one drink and was definitely thinking straight but all he wanted was her. It was as if she’d cast a spell on him with her charm, her smile and even more importantly by the fact that she’d bothered to sit and talk to him despite the fact he looked so down in the dumps.
When they broke off, he watched as she nibbled on her bottom lip. “I’m sorry,” she whispered and he couldn’t help but laugh. How the hell had she managed to come to the conclusion that that was her fault? He’d been the one to start everything and he sure as hell wasn’t feeling guilty at all.
“I should be the one that’s sorry. I took advantage...” he was cut off by her stealing his lips again, her hands fisting into the material of his shirt as she kept him close to her. He ran his hands through her hair before breaking away to look at her. He was slightly breathless just from the intensity of the kiss and he’d firmly made his mind up of what the next step should be. “Are you obliged to stay?” He asked pecking her lips and she smiled as she shook her head, her teeth lightly nipping his bottom lip before she stepped back and released the hold she had on his shirt.
I'm kind of struggling with keeping interest levels up though. This is why my fictionpress stories last fricking years, I am constantly hitting the wall! I'll obviously let you know how it's going and if I make my personal goal of 30 000 words!
I hope everyone is good and you're having/had fantastic weekends :)