Friday, April 21, 2017

Character's Dirty Secret for R #atozchallenge

Theme: Characters & Their Dirty Little Secrets.

I hope you enjoy today's entry as we feature another secret for your enjoyment, thrills, chills, and possibly appalling reactions. I tried to keep it under 500 words for each day's entry. Come see what we have in store for you today in a fictional character's own words...

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Genre: PNR
Book: Prowlers & Growlers Boxed set
Title story: Chicks Dig Scars

“Wow…umm…okay,” Rachel began, wringing her hands together. “So you want to know my dirty little secret.” Could she do this? She stared into Devon’s oh so blue eyes and squirmed.

“Yes,” Devon said, covering her fingers with his large warm palms and giving a gentle, reassuring squeeze. “I told you mine, now you tell me yours.”

“That’s not fair,” she protested. “Yours was a spring break skinny dipping in the ocean drunken caper that got your balls sunburned.” She tried to look stern, but the image of Devon naked in broad daylight with all his credentials burned made her burst out laughing.

Devon grinned. “Exactly! So what could goodie two shoes Rachel have to hide?”

“Hey,” she said. “I’m not a goodie two shoes.”

Devon arched a dark brow.

“Much,” she amended.

“Well, prove it, then,” he said, leaning forward.

Rachel chewed on her lower lip, debating. Just as she was about to answer a burst of all too familiar bright light encompassed the room and Seamus poofed into their living room.

“Oh, I’m dying to hear this,” Seamus said.

“Ha ha,” Rachel said. “Not funny since you’re already dead. How many times have I asked you not to say stuff like that?”

“Da is here?” Devon looked around the room with interest.

“Yes. He’s dying to hear my dirty little secret,” she said, exhaling her breath in a puff that lifted her bangs off her forehead. “There’s no way I can tell you now. Not with your father in the room. It’s too embarrassing.”

Devon narrowed his gaze on her. “Are you sure you aren’t using my father’s ghost as an excuse not to tell me?”

“Would I do that?” she asked.

“You would,” both father and son answered in unison.

Rachel groaned. “Okay, okay,” she said with a half-hearted laugh. “I would. But he really is here.” She covered her face with her hands. “When I was in high school, Laura and I snuck into a porno flick at the late night movie theatre in West Phoenix. We got caught by the night manager and he called our parents. I was grounded for a month.”

Devon and Seamus began to laugh.

“What was the name of it? Maybe we could find a copy and watch it,” Devon said, pulling her into his arms and trailing heated kisses along her jaw.

“On Golden Blonde,” she said, giving him a gentle push. “Devon, your dad is watching.”

“Come back later, Da,” Devon said and captured her mouth in a heated kiss that curled her toes.

“Guess I’ll go to the nursery.” A flash of bright light burst against Rachel’s closed lids.

“Gone to nursey,” Rachel said.

“If he wakes the boys up,” Devon said against her lips. “I’ll kill him.”

“I heard that,” Seamus said into the empty space around them.

“He heard that,” Rachel said twining her arms around Devon’s neck and tugging him closer.

“Good,” Devon said. “Now why don’t you show me what was in that porno…”

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