We’re headed toward the end of January and I can see Groud Hog Day and maybe a hint a spring on the horizon. In the meantime, this week’s #1lineWed THEME is **MELT**. Most of the melting done in my current WIP is caused by Sinjen finding all the sports where Sade is concerned. That’s kind of boring. With that in mind. I went digging deeper and came across this snippet that was a bit of flash fiction and yes, it is filed and will appear in Nikos’s book. Promice! In the meantime, a bit of background: Meloni is a research MD with the CDC. She’s been…seconded to Nikos and Klan Kolikikos for…reasons.
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The stench burned Meloni Karras’s nose. She wasn’t about to breathe through her mouth because she didn’t want that oily taste saturating her tongue. There wasn’t enough ouzo in the world to kill that taste.
“What’s that smell?” She inhaled shallowly through the impromptu mask of her hand pressed over the lower half of her face.
“Scorched goblin.”
“No really, what is it?”
“Scorched goblin. Really.”
She glared at the very sexy man standing beside her. Nikolas Constantine would make any woman’s motor hit the RPM redline. “Ha, ha. Very funny.”
“Miss—”
“Doctor,” she corrected.
“Doctor Karras, I assure you that you will know when I am joking.”
Mr. Macho, Muscled, and Mental ducked into a smaller tunnel. Mel had to follow. She would have serious words with the director when she got back to the CDC. She didn’t do field work. And she damn sure didn’t do it with hot-as-hades dragon enforcers.
“You think too hard, Doctor.”
Now the guy was a freaking mind reader? He chuckled and the sound washed over her like melted chocolate. Oh, now there was a thought—her dipped in chocolate and him licking her up like a Tootsie-Pop.
“That can be arranged, Meloni.”
His gravelly voice rubbed her the right way, all the way to her toes.
“Stop.”
He did. And she plowed into his back, her arms circling his waist in self-defense.
“When I start, you will beg me never to stop.”
Now there was a promise she’d make him keep.
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And there you have it. Writers, who has melting words to share today? Readers, what Book Boyfriend/Girlfriend makes you melt? 😉
Silver James 
Ooooooo…. good one!
Okay, I found something in Duke’s book that just barely meets today prompt, but it does meet it, so here goes…
Edwyna rolled off the bed, stood, and stalked over to me. “I’m only insinuating what everyone else in this town will, once they hear about Sissy planning to meet you in your hotel room.”
“And what will they say about a married woman sneaking her way into my room and staying for most of the afternoon?”
“What married woman?” she asked and then let out a tiny squeak. “Oh. You mean me. I assumed you’d heard, but you haven’t been around town in ages. He left me winter before last. Found someone younger and dumber, who still thought he was sexy. Of course, she hadn’t lived with him for nearly twenty years. They got married in the spring and she’s just given him the heir I never could. Or so he says. Personally, I think Frank was shooting duds and she’s been shtupping the pool boy. I guess good old Francis J. McKinnon will find out when the fruit of his loins sprouts brown hair instead of his red or her blonde.”
I didn’t know what to say, so I went with the usual social verbiage. “Sorry to hear about your marriage.”
“So was I for the first couple months. Then I realized I was better off without him. I’m over it.” She sounded like she was telling the truth, but the sheen in her eyes was lit with pure anger. She strolled over and poured herself a drink. “The ice melted,” was her only comment before she took a strong slug of the gin.
This may change because of reasons, but there’s the first draft of that.
Oooh. Yes, it “meets the criteria” and I do like Duke so much! And I totally get that “things change” during edits. LOLOL Finish your coffee and cigarette and get to editing! 😉