Sneak peek Friday
This week I finished a manuscript and put it away to rest. It was HARD to put this one away! I got very close to these characters and I...miss them. Sniff. I hope that means it's good, but what the heck do I know *rolling eyes at self*
Anyway here's a tiny peek at the finished manuscript:
“Dude,” Dylan said. “Your girlfriend is smokin’ hot.”
“She’s not my girlfriend,” Matt automatically replied. “We’re just friends.”
Dylan lifted an eyebrow. “Just friends? That’s why she was asleep in your bedroom? Just sleeping?”
“Okay, yeah, friends with benefits. But still, just friends.”
“Oh ho.” Dylan grinned. “Mondo, dude.” He held up his empty bottle. “Beer me.”
Matt laughed and headed to the kitchen. When he returned with two more bottles of ale, Dylan said, “So you two sleep together but you’re just friends.”
“Yeah.” Matt popped the top of his bottle.
“How’d you luck into an arrangement like that, man?”
Matt shrugged and frowned a little. “Well. It just kinda happened. We were friends for a long time. We worked together at Pancho’s, and we had some classes together at UCSA. It was never more than that, because I was living with Lysett, and Corey was going out with some asshole who treated her like crap.” He made a face. “Corey finally got smart enough to dump his ass, and then Lysett dumped me, and Corey and I started hanging out more.”
“Just friends.”
“Yeah.” Matt huffed out a laugh. “You know that’s what girls always want from me. I’m not a chick magnet like you, stud.”
“Bullshit. That’s not all girls want from you.”
Matt shrugged. “Whatever.” He’d heard it enough times in his life. Women regarded him as a nice guy, friend material but not red hot lover material. “You’re too nice.” “Let’s just be friends.” Yeah, he’d heard it a few times. He and Lysett had been together for years but in the end, she’d dumped him for a guy with two ex-wives and three kids, who’d decided to quit his job to play in a rock band, buy a Harley Davidson, and who she said “rocked her world”. Matt wasn’t a world-rocking kind of guy, and after that he’d decided maybe friendship was the best he was going to get with women.
Anyway here's a tiny peek at the finished manuscript:
“Dude,” Dylan said. “Your girlfriend is smokin’ hot.”
“She’s not my girlfriend,” Matt automatically replied. “We’re just friends.”
Dylan lifted an eyebrow. “Just friends? That’s why she was asleep in your bedroom? Just sleeping?”
“Okay, yeah, friends with benefits. But still, just friends.”
“Oh ho.” Dylan grinned. “Mondo, dude.” He held up his empty bottle. “Beer me.”
Matt laughed and headed to the kitchen. When he returned with two more bottles of ale, Dylan said, “So you two sleep together but you’re just friends.”
“Yeah.” Matt popped the top of his bottle.
“How’d you luck into an arrangement like that, man?”
Matt shrugged and frowned a little. “Well. It just kinda happened. We were friends for a long time. We worked together at Pancho’s, and we had some classes together at UCSA. It was never more than that, because I was living with Lysett, and Corey was going out with some asshole who treated her like crap.” He made a face. “Corey finally got smart enough to dump his ass, and then Lysett dumped me, and Corey and I started hanging out more.”
“Just friends.”
“Yeah.” Matt huffed out a laugh. “You know that’s what girls always want from me. I’m not a chick magnet like you, stud.”
“Bullshit. That’s not all girls want from you.”
Matt shrugged. “Whatever.” He’d heard it enough times in his life. Women regarded him as a nice guy, friend material but not red hot lover material. “You’re too nice.” “Let’s just be friends.” Yeah, he’d heard it a few times. He and Lysett had been together for years but in the end, she’d dumped him for a guy with two ex-wives and three kids, who’d decided to quit his job to play in a rock band, buy a Harley Davidson, and who she said “rocked her world”. Matt wasn’t a world-rocking kind of guy, and after that he’d decided maybe friendship was the best he was going to get with women.