Happy WIP It Up Wednesday. *waves at all fellow participants and to Melody Parks who started it all*.
So, are you ready to read a snippet from a current WIP – that’s work in progress for those that don’t know the lingo *wink*.
Last week I gave you a little look at Dina as she first learned about spanking. I thought I’d give you a first look at Brandon this week. Shall I add that this retired marine has tattoos, a bald head, and is hotter than hell? Yeah, I probably didn’t need to, but I did it anyway.
(This excerpt is unedited – obviously as it is a WIP :D)
“You bellowed, Sir?” he said in his deep Texas drawl.
Grinning back at him, Benjamin Steppings slapped him on the shoulder while taking a step inside at the same time. “So, Delt, how’s the new house?” Four inches shorter than Brandon’s six foot one, Benjamin was still an arresting figure to him, even in khaki shorts and a loose Hawaiian shirt.
“Fine. What the hell are you wearing?”
A low chuckle brought Brandon’s attention to a slim man in his early forties who stood out on the porch as Benjamin walked past him. “I told him so this morning,” the man said with a grimace.
“Yes, he did. Brandon, this is my partner, Jonathon Travers. He’s the one who helped to get your application through channels so quickly. Jonathon, this is Brandon Delt. Now come on in, babe. We’re letting the flies in.”
Jonathon slipped inside the door and Brandon closed it behind him. “Come on in. Only got boxes to sit on, furniture hasn’t been delivered yet. And the paint’s still dryin’, so don’t lean up against it.”
“Ahh, you got one of the houses with a loft,” Benjamin said as they settled in the living room. “Whatcha gonna use the top floor for?”
Letting out a snort, Benjamin shook his head. “Decided to go after your doctorate after all?”
“Might as well. It was always a goal I had in mind anyway. Now that I have time to do it, I might as well get it done.” Brandon had always assumed at some point he would go for his doctorate in music. His arthritis, which had begun as a teenager, became steadily worse until he finally had to choose between a horrid desk job or retiring from the Marines. He chose the latter. A desk job was not something he ever would have been good at.
Chemistry of Attraction
Series: Corbin’s Bend
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