Once again, Hump Day (aka Wednesday) has arrived and with it a new #1lineWed theme. Today’s is **OPEN**. So…being open to posting something with the word or idea of **OPEN**, I went searching and found this snippet, jotted down as an ideal. The Hero and Heroine are open. The book it belongs in is open. So I’m hitting openness on all cylinders. 😆 I can’t give you much background other than the Wolf is likely either a Nightrider or one of the Mob Wolves. 😉
“You can’t be here.”
He glanced around, insolent and nonchalant. “Yeah? Who says?”
“I say. This is the ladies’ room.”
A grin so totally full of the devil I wondered if I needed to hit the church around the corner for confession spread across his face. I braced for his comeback.
“I don’t see no ladies.”
Seriously? Before I could express my opinion, his arm snaked out, snagged my arm, reeled me in. He bent his head and I pushed against his chest, only to discover how far he was leaning down and how hot and hard his body felt beneath my palms. His lips hovered just over mine. “You ain’t no lady, sweetheart. You’re a woman through and through.”
I didn’t know how to take that and he didn’t give me time to consider it as his mouth fastened on mine. His hand cupped my butt, pressed it against his erection and I discovered he was right. I definitely didn’t feel very ladylike at the moment.
The door opened on the sound of giggles. Busted—not that this was my idea and I had no reason to be embarrassed. The giggles turned to serious and delighted sighs as the society girls got a load of the guy hulking over me. Then they caught sight of me.
“Slut,” one of them sniffed, all moral superiority.
“Takes one to know,” I muttered and he laughed.
“I do like you, sweetheart.” He pulled me out into the club. “We’ll finish this in private.”
Open up your WIP, open up your imagination, and share openly your open lines. 😉