- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- Online Availability
- 8:00 AM - 4:00 PM
- Writing Levels
- Prestige
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Political intrigue, fantasy, futuristic, sci fi lite, superheroes, historical fiction, alternate universes. Smittings of romance, but only as side plot.
LUCY NIELSEN
Lucy nodded as Killian started for the door into the house. From a psychological stand point, it probably wasn't healthy, the way he was so tied to the work he did, but she wasn't going to lecture him. Not when they had spent a fairly pleasant afternoon avoiding the uncomfortable status quo of their relationship. The fighting had stopped, and she wasn't looking to renew it, just to get in a word of advice Killian wouldn't listen to, anyway.
As he disappeared up the stairs and she watched him go with a quick shake of her head, she opened the backseat of the car to grab her duffel bag out. Entering the house, she followed in Killian's wake to the guest room, and depositing her bag by the door, she rifled through it for the swimsuit she had packed.
An afternoon by the pool, doing absolutely nothing of value... The control freak in her was hard to kill, but if anything could do it, it was that lazy, lackadaisical relaxation. Changing into the swimsuit and taking her book and sunglasses, she made her way back downstairs and along the path through the kitchen to the back door, leading to the outdoor pool. There was a pair of lounge chairs, and selecting one, Lucy lay back, sunglasses on, and cracked open the novel, thumbing to the first page.
By mid-afternoon, she had churned through ten chapters, her reached a point in the novel where stopping was nearly impossible. A few times, she had transitioned between the lounge and pool, but riveted, glued to the page, she ceased even that, her skin bronzing beneath the hot sun overhead, eyes glued to the pages with anticipation and thrill.