Graphic courtesy of Lynn Viehl.
I made it Dark and Early this morning, “meeting” my friend Diana Castle for some words. I had over 1,100 words from that session, but lost my lunch to errands. After work today, I sat in the parking lot waiting on Middle to finish up basketball (it was a looooong wait tonight), and was able to get another chunk.
I’m hoping for a little more tonight but I’m fighting tired eyes. We’ll see. I’ll go ahead and update my count now so whatever else I get will be for tomorrow.
1813 words today, 6612 total.
“You give off a confusing vibe, Ranay. I have to be sure. I need to know what’s inside your head so I can decide how to proceed. Do you know where I’m going with this or am I going to make a fool of myself tonight?”
I wrapped my other hand around the glass to make sure I kept my hands to myself. “I know I’m submissive.”
He let out a low chuckle that made me clench my thighs together. “That’s not even close to the signals you’re giving me. Saying you’re submissive is like claiming the weather in Missouri is a little changeable. Meanwhile one day it’s seventy degrees and I’m running after Sheba without a coat, and the next day I’m shoveling my driveway and cursing the ice.”