In some recess of Liz’s mind, she knew the shower was hot, but if felt like nothing in the world could possibly melt the dense, icy core that rose like a frozen column within her.
The weight of the metal was in her hand; the trigger felt spongy against her finger. Inexplicably, her mind flashed back to an ancient Humphrey Bogart film and, without taking her gaze off those golden brown eyes, she slid her thumb over the safety and released it.
There’s a new chapter of Breach of Trust up. This is chapter 15. If you haven’t read earlier chapters, this is an erotic fiction thriller I am co-writing with Daemon, of Sadistic Excess. You might want to start at the beginning.
That’s a really great story. I stared reading on Thursday and couldn’t stop. At the end of chapter 14 I was clammoring for more. Thank you and thanks for not making me wait long. Keep up the good work!
I marathoned through all fifteen chapters in the past two hours, though I told myself I’d only read one or two since I had been planning to sleep at a reasonable time tonight. It’s just I absolutely could not stop devouring every word after the moment Jack reveals his knowledge of Elizabeth’s true identity. It got so tense at one moment, I had to pause for a couple seconds in between speed reading to calm my breathing down to a regular rate. Hope its not the end of the series yet, although I would be remiss if I didn’t admit that the story could perfectly end here as well.