Wednesday Words: I’ll Drink to That

Another Wednesday. More new words. S’all good, right? Sadly, no “love” on last week’s Thursday Threads flash fiction challenge but that’s okay. I’m happy with the scene (expanded from 250 words to 396) that evolved from the exercise. The prompt–taken from my winning submission the week before–is: **”Have you been drinking?”** As it turns out, why yes, yes she has! After doodling a bit, these words came out. I’m not sure where in the time line of MOONSTRUCK MAFIA: BOSTON this scene appears. It’s after they meet and before he officially claims her. Anyway, I hope you enjoy ths bit of complicating factors between Ronan and Maura.
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Ronan walked into the living room and paused mid-step. The woman draped on his couch looked comfortable and right at home. His wolf rumbled, pleased with this scenario.

“Hail the conquering hero,” she said. “’Bout time you showed up.”

He eyed what he hoped was an empty wine bottle laying on its side atop the mahogany coffee table. “Have you been drinking?”

Maura attempted to look haughty by lifting her chin and raising an eyebrow as she tipped the empty wine glass in her hand in his direction. “Maybe.”

Stifling laughter, Ronan offered her a knowing smile. “Good.”

Her expressive face morphed into confused concern—narrowed and shifty eyes under scrunched brows, her lips pressed together. She considered her reply for a long moment before her lips relaxed. She spoke one word. “Why?”

“Because I’ve been curious.”

If anything, her face scrunched up more. “About what?”

“About what it would be like to have drunken sex with ya, Maura.”

Air rushed from her lungs as she breathed out, “Oh.” Then her eyes widened and she perked up. “Oh! You want to have sex with me?”

“Always,” Ronan muttered then said louder, “Aye, Maura. I do. Specifically, drunken sex.”

Her expression shifted again, this time into the face she wore when in court. “And what, Mr. O’Connor, makes you think drunk sex with me would be good.”

“Because when yer drunk, y’pull that stick from yer arse and I get the real woman, not Maura Brannigan, Assistant District Attorney.”

She tilted her head, confused again. “I’m always me.”

“No, darlin’, yer not.”

The gist of his words finally penetrated her drunken haze. Indignant, she jumped to her feet and stood swaying. “I do not have a stick up my ass.”

He arched a patrician brow but said nothing. She glowered. He waited. She swayed again and then her knees buckled. She sank onto the couch, her eyes now glazed. She curled up against the cushions in the corner of the couch. She slow blinked a few times before her eyes drifted shut and in moments, she was snoring softly.

At the sound of footsteps, he turned to face the entrance to the room. His brother stopped just outside.

Mick glanced at Ronan then stared at the couch before returning his gaze to his older brother.

“Ah, Ronan?”

He shrugged and laughed. “Just m’luck,” Ronan groused. “Another wasted chance.”
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The prompt is one that will hopefully work as some inspiration for all my writer friends who hang around here. As for my readers, that’s today’s question: Have you been drinking? And if so, what? 😉

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I like walks on the wild side and coffee. Lots of coffee. Warning: My Muse runs with scissors. Author of several award-winning series--Moonstruck, Nightriders MC, The Penumbra Papers, and Red Dirt Royalty (Harlequin Desire) & other books! Purveyor of magic, mystery, mayhem and romance. Lots and lots of romance.
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9 Responses to Wednesday Words: I’ll Drink to That

  1. bookwyrm217's avatar bookwyrm217 says:

    The occasional beer when I go get pizza (since it’s right around the corner) or something at home if the mood strikes. About once a month.
    I spent last night working on a diamond dot painting for a xmas present. Keeps me from eating or drinking. I consider that a win-win.
    Also able to turn the ac off last night and open the windows. Good Air quality today and little to no humidity. I’ll take it.
    I like the scene.

    • Silver James's avatar Silver James says:

      Glad you liked the scene. I dislike you very much for no AC and low humidity. I will not begrudge you the air quality because that’s been sucky for y’all! LG and I were laughing the other day. I just tossed the last of a six-pack of beer WAAAAY past its expiration date. That happens because once in a blue moon, we get a hankering for A beer. That leaves 4 to wither and go green in the fridge. LOLOL

  2. Dawn's avatar Dawn says:

    Pepsi ice cold in this heat with lemon

  3. Latesha B.'s avatar Latesha B. says:

    I rarely drink, but I could go for something good right now. We’ve been in the 90s for most of the month and the humidity makes it feel like over 100. AC is always on because mom and brother like it cold like and ice box. Ugh.

    • Silver James's avatar Silver James says:

      🤗 I totally hear you! Same thing here but there’s hope for the weekend. 🤞🏼 If I had my way, the AC would be 68-70 year-round. However, my utility bills dictate otherwise. Yay for ceiling fans! I’m not much of a drinker anymore either. An occasional really cold beer with brats or brisket for like…a World Series game or maybe the Superbowl. I have been known to scarf down a margarita upon the very rare occsion–on the rocks, not the slushy version. Slushy drinks are reserved for Starbucks. LOLOL Stay out of the heat and try to stay cool!

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