I love today’s theme for #1lineWed. It’s all about the questions and reminds me of my high school journalism days when we had to cover the “What, Where, When, Who, and How?” of a story. All of these snippets are in Easy’s POV.
He’s shown up on a woman’s front porch. A former nurse, she’s prepared to get the bullet out and sew him up.
“This is going to hurt.”
“It already fuckin’ hurts, babe.”
She pressed her lips together and *tsked*. She fucking *tsked*. Who does that besides an old maid school teacher?
Easy’s made it back to the Nightrider clubhouse, ready to face the music.
[Digger] glanced at me.
“We’ve been on lock down since you disappeared.”
I scrubbed at my jaw. Time was still sort of relative. “How long have I been gone?”
“Yup. ‘Bout sums it up.”
Lots of questions in this slightly NSFW scene. At least Easy is honest. 😉
“What’s your name?”
Her eyes narrowed and her nose did this little twitchy thing as she pressed her lips together. My dick liked that a lot. It was makin’ plans to get between those lips with that cute little nose buried in my groin while I came in her mouth.
“Y’all don’t need to know.”
“Yeah, babe, we do. You want to see the kids, we need to know your name.”
Her nose squiggled again. “Fine. I’m Sam Prescott.”
“Short for Samantha, okay?” She thrust her chin at me. “Did you murder Sarah?”
Why did she automatically assume Pretty was dead, much less murdered? Jonah had just told her Pretty—Sarah—was gone and to come. Still, she was gutsy to ask that question. I answered honestly. “No.”
“The only way she’d leave the kids is if she’s dead. If you didn’t kill her, who did?”
Who has questions? To ask, share, or answer?!? 😉