Here’s a brief piece from my upcoming title, GOOD GAME. Boy meets girl, and he has a rather odd request. 😉 These characters were a blast to write. Hope you enjoy! Available now on Amazon.
Jack’s heart was still beating double-time, partly because Violet had actually shown up to meet him and partly because of the proposal he was about to lay on the table.
Vi looked the same, hardly any older, though it must have been five years. Still the same blunt black bangs and straight hair falling past her shoulders. Some of the details had changed. A delightful streak of blue-green, almost the same color as her glasses, was new. So was her eyebrow piercing. She wore a tight black… something. Was it a corset? Whatever it was, it showcased her hourglass shape and looked impossibly soft and smooth. Satin? Over it, a kelly-green angora sweater matched her eyes and hid none of the curves.
If he hadn’t known better, he’d have thought she was dressed for a date. Maybe she had one later. That wasn’t helping him keep it professional, though. Her purple-black lipstick kept drawing his eyes inappropriately to her mouth. When he succeeded in tearing his eyes away, they caught on the single-bullet pendant hanging around her throat, pointing right at some of her most attractive… assets. He swallowed. Down, boy. Eyes on the road. Luckily, there was a riot of blue and green framing her face to fence him in.
He gave her his best smile, ditching the apathetic but mildly amused expression that chicks seemed to dig. “Look, I know we don’t always get along, but I have a problem. I thought maybe you could help.”
“A problem you need a website for?” Vi ran a freelance web business on the side while she was finishing her degree, in what he wasn’t sure exactly. Actually, he did need several websites for his growing business, and maybe if this worked out he could talk to her about them, but he had something more urgent to deal with.
“Not exactly. My dad has this girl he’s trying to hook me up with.” He fidgeted with his cup. At least she had gotten to the point. He would probably have procrastinated and just gotten more nervous.
“Um, okay. What does that have to do with anything?”
“So I want to convince him to stop trying that. This is like the tenth one.” “Want” was not a strong enough word. Needed? Desperate for? Would join a Buddhist monastery and hide away in Tibet for, even? Okay, monks didn’t have the internet, so that might be going too far.
“And how do you propose to do that?” She ran a black, sparkly nailed finger around the coffee lid, then took a sip.
Here it was. The real whammy. Hopefully she wouldn’t throw the coffee in his face. “It’s simple. I need a girlfriend.”
Find out what Violet thinks of this request. Check out GOOD GAME, currently on Amazon.
