Ear Candy by Carter M.E. & Johnston Andrea

Author:Carter, M.E. & Johnston, Andrea
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Andrea Johnston & M.E. Carter
Published: 2019-02-07T16:00:00+00:00

When Todd left for his meeting, I had no idea what to do with myself. I was wound up tight, my hormones running rampant. I contemplated a bath and a nap. I’m on vacation after all. But, instead, I sat down at the dining table, powered up my laptop, and . . . wrote. I wrote for hours, never stopping. The words flowed from my fingertips like they never have. Even my first book didn’t come to me as seamless as this one.

The sweet romance. The one book my agent will kill me for submitting. It’s also the only book in two years that has made me feel like I may actually have something great happening.

My highest word count in a single day was eleven thousand and I sacrificed a lot that day. Mostly, sleep, food, and relaxed muscles. Today though, as I look at the lower left-hand corner of my computer screen, I see that if I keep this up for a few more hours, I will surpass that goal.

Allowing myself a ten-minute break, I rise from the table and use the restroom before heading to the kitchen for something to drink. Glancing at the clock on the microwave, I am at that awkward part of the afternoon. I’ve missed a reasonable lunch hour and am hours from dinner. Opening the refrigerator, I see the blocks of cheese from Todd’s awful attempt at snacks from last night and smile and pull the block from its perch along with a bowl of grapes.

Once I’ve put together a little plate of cheese, crackers, and grapes, I pour myself a glass of iced tea and return to my work. Immersing myself into the story, I polish off the plate of food and suck down my tea without realizing it.

I’m not sure how much time has passed, but soon the sun is setting, and the room begins to darken. Since I’m at a good stopping point in the story, I click the save button and close my laptop. Standing from the table, I eye the fireplace and pile of wood nestled next to it. I’m an independent woman. I can easily build a fire by myself. Contemplating exactly how one goes about starting a fire, I do what any modern woman does. I open my laptop and consult the internet.

Twenty minutes and only a few mishaps later, I am nestled on the couch, wrapped in a blanket with the fire roaring before me, and one of Todd’s recorded episodes of The Voice on the television. Completely engrossed in the performance on the screen, I don’t hear anyone come in, but when he whispers in my ear, I do what I attempted last night. Smack him right in the head.

“Holy shit!”

“Ohmygod I’m so sorry,” I shout, jumping up and turning to face him. Todd is standing behind the couch, jacket off, tie loosened at the neck, and sleeves of his shirt rolled up to his elbows. Ladies, I can confirm that my panties are official gone.

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