~~ Each Sunday, post six sentences from a writing project —published, in progress, for your cat — whatever. ~~
From a fanfic I’m editing:
Her lip is caught between her teeth again as she stares up at him. Water trickles down her neck and exposed shoulders. He forces his eyes to stay on her face. This is way too close. This was something he wanted to avoid. Her, him, a foot of space between them and that crazy heat that keeps building.