Love Struck (Miss Match #2) by Laurelin McGee

Author:Laurelin McGee [McGee, Laurelin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Romantic Comedy
Publisher: Macmillan
Published: 2016-02-01T17:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

It was less than thirty minutes later that Lacy found herself in the hotel lobby, her guitar case over her shoulder, staff pad tucked under her arm. She even brought her laptop to record what she worked on. Except for the night clerk, the place was empty. She found a nook out of sight of both the front doors and the front desk and settled in.

Before even attempting any new words, Lacy played through the refrain she’d composed that morning, changing a few of the chords and tightening the melody. She opened her laptop and laid a rough track so she wouldn’t forget it, then turned to her staff pad. Once upon a time, a blank sheet looked like a red cape to her bullheaded approach to life. It taunted her, teased her, begged her to make something of it.

Tonight the empty page stared at her like a dead end street.

Somehow, she had to recapture the emotions she’d had that afternoon with Eli.

She leaned back into the leather upholstery of the wingback chair and closed her eyes. It had been ages since she’d actually gone to a yoga class, but she used to love the meditative nature of the art. Maybe it would help now. Taking a deep breath in and then out, she concentrated on the feeling of her orgasm. The tightness of it followed by the much-needed release.

She’d barely conjured up the memory when a ping from her computer interrupted her thoughts. Glancing down at the screen, she found a message from Folx.

I know you’re not around tonight, but I just wanted to say good night one more time. Thinking of you.

Lacy sat up, retrieving her laptop form the side table. I’m here! Family emergency over. I thought you’d be asleep by now. Sure she was supposed to be writing, but chatting with Folx was always preferred.

I couldn’t sleep. I’ve missed you.

Same here. And, man, had she. Even just one day without talking to him and her world had turned topsy-turvy. I’m really glad you couldn’t sleep.

Me too. How about you? How are you doing? Why aren’t you sleeping?

Lacy hit her head against the chair several times before responding. The answers to his question were wrapped up in Eli. It took a moment to pick apart the sections of the last two days that didn’t include him. Finally, she typed, I was attempting to get some words down. I actually wrote a refrain today!

Yes!! I’m grinning like a mad man. What caused the breakthrough?

I’m not sure, exactly. She paused, wondering how much she could say without explaining her tryst with Eli. Of course, she could leave it vague, but she hated that. She didn’t like walls between her and Folx. More, she wanted to share her theory with him. He’d been her primary confidant in her blockage crisis and she couldn’t imagine shutting him out now. But I think I have an idea what might help the rest of the block.

What’s that?

The last time I wrote anything—never mind that it was just that morning—I’d been inspired by sex.

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