And a Good Book
Important things first, are these sheets silk or cotton?
The finest Egyptian cotton, 600 thread count. Only the best for you, Lee. *wiggles eyebrows*.
What are you wearing?
A short black jersey “nightie” with stretchy straps ending in tiny red bows. It’s barely long enough to cover my…well, you know.
What are we snacking on in bed while we read tonight?
Hmm, nothing crunchy, with crumbs. How about a hot fudge sundae with mint chip ice cream and whipped cream on top? Or maybe with soft ice cream? All the better to lick off your…uh, fingers. Yes, fingers. Whew!
If I open this nightstand drawer, what will I find?
An unmentionable toy, my Nook, a copy of Dodsworth by Sinclair Lewis, and peppermint flavored…oops, naughty naughty, Jean. That’s a secret!
Do you roll up in the blankets like a burrito, or kick the covers off during the night?
I roll up in blankets, perhaps leaving a foot sticking out. I’d love to roll up with you, Lee. Just slide over here…that’s right, get up close.
Can I put my cold feet on your calves to warm them up?
Let me turn the electric mattress pad on. Okay, now bend your knees, rest your feet flat on it… the pad, of course. It will turn you on…your feet will heat up anyway. Or I could heat them up manually. heh heh.
What are we reading?
The Renovated Heart!! Here’s an excerpt:
Sipping her Cosmo, Kit looked around La Nuit Française—a posh, intimate French restaurant decorated in turquoise, red and gold, tucked into the west side of Manhattan. Beautiful people dressed in expensive clothing pretending to be someone important filled the restaurant. In addition to paying through the nose for the good food, they were also paying to be seen. Save me from such pretention. Wearing a sexy dress in midnight blue silk, her dark cerulean blue eyes shining, her spun gold hair draping well below her shoulders in loose curls, she was the loveliest woman in the room.
A man approach her table, she smiled at her husband, Johnny, as he plopped down in the empty chair across from her.
He ordered a beer plus another Cosmopolitan for Kit.
“You look great, Kit,” Johnny said, taking a swig of his beer. His gaze lowered to her neckline then returned to her face.
“A fresh look for a new start…tomorrow I launch a new life. We both do.” She picked up the second Cosmo and took a sip.
“We need to talk about tomorrow,” Johnny said, looking down at the silverware.
“I’m ready. I’ve crossed off almost everything from my to-do list.”
“You and that damn list. Always lists. Look, the trip…the trip is… Well. The trip is just for me, Kit.”
“What do you mean?” Her brow furrowed, her eyes darkened.
“I mean, I’m not taking you with me,” he replied, shifting in his seat, avoiding her stare.
“What?” she asked as her breathing became shallow, her chest tightening. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears.
“This is my big break. I’ve been playing in crummy clubs for ten years, waiting for this chance. I…I want to do it alone,” Johnny said, finally able to look at her.
“Johnny, you can’t be serious?”
“I am. I filed for divorce, Kit.” His hands toyed with his beer glass.
“Divorce?” Tears stung the back of her eyes.Buy links:
Barnes & Noble http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-renovated-heart-jean-joachim/1112214883?ean=2940015017380
Secret Cravings - http://store.secretcravingspublishing.com/index.php?main_page=book_info&cPath=13&products_id=373
Bookstand - http://www.bookstrand.com/the-renovated-heart
Website – http://www.jeanjoachimbooks.com
Facebook - https://www.facebook.com/jean.joachim.5