Hey, fellow Sixers! Here are six sentences from my freshly finished novella Thank You For Riding. It’s for an anthology project I’m working on with some friends, on the theme of “strangers on a train.” The hero and heroine are trapped in a subway station, and rounding second base.
Her happily wandering mind was drawn back to the present as she felt something else wander—his hand drifting up her ribs, thumb glancing the side of her breast. It moved so slowly, she knew he was welcoming a protest or correction. He’d just have to keep waiting. Mark was the sexiest, nicest man she’d met in ages. He could grab her boob if he wanted. Have at it, handsome.
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