Well, you guess it, we're playing one of those games. Yes. I'm cheating on my post today. Time caught up with me. This week has been extremely active between the evil day job and releasing a book. So let's play the current popular word game.
Go to your WIP, current book you're writing or reading (so the readers can play too). Stop on page 7, go to the 7th paragraph and write the next 7 sentences. Looking forward to reading yours.
Okay, now for mine. I really and truly didn't plan it to stop here. It's karma, baby. Just plain karma.
CIRCLE OF DISHONOR
She felt like a sex-starved groupie drooling over the most exotic and probably dangerous man she'd ever seen. It didn't help that the last two weeks, halfway through the class, he always pulled off his shirt. Sweat looked good on his well-defined chest and abs, and the loose black pants he wore rode low, showing off his seriously cut body. He probably needed to be in shape to survive his world, if any of the rumors were true. A place she never thought a whole lot about before.
At that moment, the object of her obsession picked up a towel and wiped sweat from his face. When his eyes opened above the white cloth, their gazes met.
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