We haven’t had Internet since Thursday night. I noticed it wasn’t working when I finished a book on my Kindle and tried to add the next in the series to my wishlist. Figured it would come back on. But, all day yesterday, it didn’t. Finally called and they’re sending someone out “by evening” to try and fix it.
In the meantime, I turned the data back on on my tablet (usually use it on airplane mode with the WiFi ) so I can at least get some stuff done. Like today’s Stream of Consciousness post. The prompt is “art”. I’m just starting to plot Defending the Heart (book 3 in my BC Security series) so exploring these characters some more.
“It’s an art form.”
Xavier looked up from the computer screen and snorted. “You’re ridiculous sometimes, you know that?”
Piers’ lips barely turned up, just a ghost of a smile. It didn’t matter what they were talking about. Xavier would always get entranced by that smile. He shouldn’t have even looked up. They had to work together on this job, but that didn’t mean anything else would happen.
He was just lucky Piers would speak to him.
“It’s a computer,” Xavier said. “I see nothing artful about it.”
“And Alex said you were their best computer guy until I came back. I don’t see how that can be possible with that attitude.”
Xavier let out an undignified snort. “It’s a computer, not oils on canvas. It’s about manipulating code, not. ..careful strokes and mixing colors.”
Piers’ gaze heated, and Xavier drew his bottom lip in between his teeth. Maybe he should have rephrased that. Tension crackled between them until finally Piers looked away.
Hell. At this rate, Xavier wouldn’t survive this case, let alone the rest of his career if Piers stayed on with the company. Somehow he’d have to deal with it.
And make sure he didn’t hurt Piers any more than he already had.