Today's entry is one last look at Prophecy of Blood (as far as Six Sentence Sunday goes). Jordan and Chris are getting...friendly. And then, just as they're getting involved, it takes a turn she certainly wouldn't have expected from a man.
Lips trailed a path of fire down her bare shoulder. His teeth tugged on her bra strap before, unbelievably, he pulled back. His hands firmed about her waist, and he set her back. “No.”
Shock blossomed, and she stared at him in disbelief. “No? What the hell do you mean, no?”Hope you have a great Sunday and let's look forward to February and finding a replacement for our beloved SSS!