Welcome back to another visit with the Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop for anyone who likes to write. I’m still sharing from Dance with the Devil, though I think I may be getting to the end of it. I may keep sharing even after I finish the first draft. This picks up a paragraph after last week’s.
He moved closer, his expression open, vulnerable. Why did he have to look at me like that? He knew what it did to me. “You want it back.”
I didn’t have to ask what it was. “No.”
“You only get scared like this when there’s something you really want almost within your reach.”
I hated being told I was scared. It wasn’t true. I wouldn’t let it be true.
What is it? Does Devil want it back? Can Hawk convince him? Will these two just kiss already?