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Five-Line Friday-Awkward Moments
Where authors and readers meet to share and read romance novel snippets!
Five-Line Friday RULES
- Fivelines of your current work in progress, new release, soon-to-be-released … whatever. (Do keep it as close to five sentences as you can.)
- You are welcome to post buy links too.
- PG (I don’t have a warning on my blog about content, so it has to be appropriate for all viewers. I will delete comments that aren’t appropriate or offensive to some audiences. Sorry.)
Today’s posts should be five lines about an awkward moment for your romance novel character.
My snippet is from Virtue and Valor (Highland Heather Romancing a Scot Series, Book 2)
June 24, 2015
In this scene, Yancy and Isobel have taken a tumble in the stables, and her brother, Ewan, happens upon them sprawled on the floor.
He’d been marble hard the moment he landed between her soft thighs. The wool of her worn gown, molded gently to her body, revealed her lushness. Only by remaining rigidly still had he been able to keep from embarrassing himself in his buckskins.
Then to have Sethwick come upon them.
Yancy blew out a long breath. Damned awkward, that.
Did he stay sprawled upon the delectable form of Isobel in full view of God and all, or stand and expose the hard bump in his trousers for the world to see?
The instant Sethwick detected Yancy’s arousal, warning fire sparked in his friend’s eyes.
I’m sure your posts this week will have me grinning!
Thanks, Colleen, for this opportunity. This is from my novella, which will release June 8.
“Mrs. Beasley was right. Young ladies such as you could get into a lot of trouble without a proper escort. I’m offering my services to you, absolutely free of charge, for the remainder of the afternoon.”
Charlotte’s laugh bubbled up. “I have a feeling, sir, you’re the biggest trouble I can get into today.”
“I’m not the one who began such underhandedness, Miss Ashcroft, and I didn’t appreciate you putting me in the position of deceiving Mrs. Beasley, however refreshing the encounter with you might have been.”
Excerpt From: Becky Lower. “An Unconventional Courtship.” http://amzn.to/1HwgcAU
Sounds wonderful!
I’m not sure this qualifies as an awkward moment… It’s certainly an uncomfortable one for Andromeda, who realizes she dislikes the person she has become.
A lady kept such heartbreak to herself, so Andromeda made up a slightly different ending to her story. “Lord Fen acted as if I belonged to him, and when I told him it was no such thing, he acted quite—quite distressingly crude.”
“Dear me,” chuckled Lord Slough.
It was an accomplishment to make her fiancé laugh. “Perhaps his lower class tendencies were revealing themselves even then,” she said.
Immediately, shame engulfed her. How *could* she say anything so crass?
http://www.amazon.com/Lady-Flames-Most-Peculiar-Season-ebook/dp/B00T0JAWLO/
How could she indeed!
Ah! So very hard to choose! Here’s a snippet from A WILD NIGHT’S BRIDE:
The rest of DeVere’s reply was muffled by a stifled curse followed by the distinctive sound of flesh striking a solid surface. Phoebe froze. “What was that? Are we discovered?”
“I stumbled,” Ned retorted.
“Into me!” DeVere said. “Damned clumsy of you, Ned!”
“Both of you, be more careful! Blast it all!” she cursed.
“What is it?” Ned asked.
“I can’t reach my laces. Can you help me?”
“Yes,” both men answered simultaneously.
I can just picture this, Vicki.
That put a grin on my face.
Loved yours Collette!! Here is mine from A Kiss for Lady Mary.
Kit poured more champagne for everyone. He stared at her, and his brows quirked as he raised his glass. “To marriage and new beginnings.”
Was something wrong with her? When he turned to Mr. Doust, Mary surreptitiously ran her hand down her bodice, making sure she hadn’t spilled any of the wine. It was dry. How very strange. What could he have been looking at? How could she think of seducing him, when he peered at her as if she had something between her teeth?
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Thanks for the opportunity, Collette!!
Love, love, this Ella.
Thanks for the playtime, Collette. This is from my short story Imperfect Dream~Perfect Reality – a contemporary.
Cindy almost had the coffee lid in place when someone bumped her arm.
“Oh! Excuse me,” said a deep baritone voice.
The apology barely penetrated as hot mocha latte spilled onto Cindy’s business casual slacks. Oblivious to the cacophony of chatter in the crowded coffee shop, she stared at the milky brown stain spreading down her pant legs. A zillion voices in her head told her how stupid she was to wear light colored slacks.
http://www.amazon.com/Imperfect-Dream-~-Perfect-Reality-ebook/dp/B00AEWGTXQ/
But I bet it’s worth it if the man who bumped her knows how to apologize nicely!
Long black hair draped over her bare breasts. Grabbing a handful of thick black strands, doubts seeped in. Her hair wasn’t black. Her questioning wide-eyes shot back to the form on the bedding, her jaw dropped.
Where was she? Who was she? And, why was she pregnant?
Spirit Catcher: http://www.amazon.com/Spirit-Catcher-Yellow-Creek-Novel-ebook/dp/B00VUDEY6M/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1432920116&sr=8-1&keywords=spirit+catcher
Now that’s a problem.
Most definitely awkward.
This made me smile.
Hi, this is my first draft of my first novel.
As she neared the porch she heard her mother’s voice cry out from the parlor window, “No, no I can’t take anymore!”
She hurried to the door her hand automatically reaching in her purse for the pepper spray. She quickly and quietly opened the door as she heard her mom say, “No more, have mercy, I’m an old lady!”
Realizing she couldn’t use pepper spray near her mom she quietly dropped her purse and laptop and looked around for another weapon. Ah the fireplace poker, she moved to it and grabbed it, lifting it high above her head she charged into the parlor.
And practically skidded to a halt when she saw her mom propped up with pillows on the chaise, a cold glass of lemonade in her hand and Greg her brother’s best friend sitting opposite gathering up the cards from what looked like a game of rummy.
LOL. You had me going, Shirley.
You love challenging us Collette. Awkward? Let me see what I can find.
From Dangerous Secrets http://tinyurl.com/ph56vnb
“Coffee,” he corrected, pulling up a chair into the sun and dropping onto it. He didn’t pull out a chair for her.
“I beg your pardon?”
“This is Rome, not London. Coffee,” he insisted.
Insolent rogue! She ignored his ill manners and seated herself.
“Very well, have coffee but also ask for dry bread and water—a great deal of water,” she ordered.
“I beg your pardon?” he asked. She wondered if he was mocking her.
“Morning after sickness. You will feel better with something in your stomach,” she told him.
“Husband?” He would remember that detail.
That’s perfect, Caroline!