#SixSentenceSunday ~ WIP Bearing It All - TSU

Welcome back to another week of #SixSentenceSunday...

Michele and I are so excited to first say, we've received the contract for Kalkin: Apache County Shifters. Kal will hit the stands, January 9th 2018! We can't wait for you to see Keeley and Kalkin's story!

Now, we are pleased to say we are back to work on our TSU series. Emma and Bodhi are getting their chance in the spotlight. We don't want to give too much away, but this story going to be one wild ride. We hope you enjoy it!

“I like a challenge, pinky,” he growled. His gaze darkened, swirling with desire and determination. It tickled her insides with arousal. “I’m going to kiss you now.”

“Here?” she squeaked.

“No time like the present,” he answered, leaning in. “Come here, Emma.”

Her cheeks flamed as the rough husky quality of his voice made her giddy with anticipation. He did like her. However, she didn’t want to get ahead of herself. 

When his lips touched hers, she sank into him. His arms wrapped around her, holding her close. She tasted the hint of his toothpaste and a lick of wildness. The desperate way he consumed her, startled her. Had he always wanted her with such fire? Passion? How had she missed this? Or did she read too much into this with him?

Bodhi sat back and a lazy smile crossed his lips. “Yep,” he said. If she thought he’d expand on the ‘yep,’ he didn’t. Rather, he changed the subject. “Hayden should be down soon. She has a day planned for you girls. Have fun, okay?”

“O—” she touched her mouth, then swallowed hard, trying to gather her tattered wits. “Okay…what are you going to do today?”

“Rapier and the guys have a few houses they’re working on, so I told them we’d help out.” He winked. “If you can get Hayden to bring you by the site…” He wiggled his brows. “Maybe you can cat-call us.”

She laughed. “Hell yeah.” The thought of seeing Bodhi shirtless, working in the warm spring sunshine, all ripped and sweaty swinging hammers and cutting wood. She let out a wistful sigh. Hell yeah.

Bodhi growled. “Whatever you’re thinking about, it must be good.” He adjusted himself on the couch. “Jesus, you’re so damn tempting.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead before standing. “I’ll see you later. Don’t forget. Cat-calls.”