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This week's prompt is 'Rough' and I am going back to chapter six in my WIP
She nearly leapt from
her chair when her phone rang. Who would ring her at two in the morning?
Then, without hearing
his voice, she knew. Rafe. Heat flamed into her face and without thinking she
pulled the folds of her dressing gown over her legs.
“Hello?”
“I wasn’t sure you’d be
awake.”
She heard the rough
edges of emotion in his voice.
“I hope I didn’t wake
you.”
“No, I’ve come down for
that chocolate drink.” She’d heard his intake of breath, followed by a muffled
string of curses.
“You were asleep by the
time it was done.”
Amusement at Rafe’s
obvious discomfort booted her earlier embarrassment right out the window. Not
wanting to add insult to injury she stifled the laughter that bubbled in her throat. Better not to go there, she decided, and changed the subject.
“What are you calling
about?” Had he really said, ‘To hear your voice.’
“I intended to leave a
message for you to get back to me so we can arrange a meeting.” Nothing in the
cool tone of his voice indicated the frustration she thought she’d heard in his
muttering, but then she probably imagined them.
“Oh, right.” Was that
disappointment she heard in her tone? She must still be addled from her short
sleep.
“I have a couple of
overseas conference calls in the morning that I can’t cancel, but I hope to be clear
by midday. Do you have any free time around then?”
Finishing her hot
chocolate, Samantha rose and headed for her studio. “Give me a moment to check.
I don’t think so, but I do know I have an early afternoon sitting booked. I
can’t remember the time.”
She flicked on the
light and stopped dead in the doorway. It wasn’t a mess, but whoever had been
in here was either sloppy in hiding his efforts or didn’t care if she knew
someone had invaded her inner sanctum. Paintbrushes lay scattered over her work
surface and her pictures set against the wall had been shifted and not replaced
in the right order.
18 comments:
Oh my gosh! Did someone ransack her studio? Why? Great post!
Interesting post! .... who'd been there and what were they looking for?
Oh dear! Someone went through her studio? You've got me hooked I can't wait for more.
:-) Thanks Vicki.
:-) That would be telling Iris, glad this caught your interest.
:-) Sarah I hope to have this wip finished soon.
That's not good her studio was searched. Wonder if it might have been Rafe
Her workspace invaded? Not a good thing. Can't wait to see what happens next week.
:-) Lindsay, You've just helped me find the missing link from this scene to another further on in the story, so a big thanks for that.
:-) Thanks for coming by, Karen. I'm glad you enjoyed this, and sorry to say but my posts are not consecutive :-(
WHAT?? You can't stop there. No fair. I want more! Great job.
:-) Trisha I'm delighted you want to know more. Thanks for coming by.
Can't wait to find out who trashed her studio.
great scene. I enjoyed it and am intrigued about the reason for the ransack!
Uh oh. I am intrigued to know who trashed her studio and what they wanted. Not good - want more!!
AW, thanks Stefan. This has just gone from wip to submitted story, so will have to come up with something new for next time.
Thanks Jillian, It's not quite what it seems.
:-) Tricia, as this story has just been subbed to a publisher I will have to start something new for next time. But I admit the outcome of this scene surprised me too.
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