Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Writer Wednesday

I am writing furiously to get my WIP done before Christmas. Here's another UNEDITED sneak peek into Don't Stop Till You Get Enough, Book Three in the Stafford Brothers series.

He’s still hadn’t spoken to his father, and he wanted it to stay that way, but he needed to return Charles’ call. Charles, one of his twin brothers, was only eighteen months younger than him, and he was closest to him of all his brothers. He needed to talk to someone, so scrolled through his contact list.

“I got your message, but I wasn’t in the mood to talk, man.”

“How’re you doing?” Charles asked, with concern deepening his voice.

“I’m doing,” he said, gazing down at his photo in the article on the folded newspaper he’d carried out of the conference room.“I just left a meeting with my boss, the station manager, and my attorney. The station decided if I voluntarily submit to therapy, they won’t fire me even though I broke the morals clause in my contract. At least I still have my job.”

“They’re making you go to therapy for an isolated incident?”

Greg hesitated. “Well…the decision wasn’t just based on what happened yesterday.”

“What do you mean?”

“Ah…once the word got out, some of the women in the office started spilling their guts.”

“What did they have to spill?”

“Nothing major.” He groaned. “They were just…concerned about how many of them did the spilling.”

“Damn, man! Were you popping every female on the staff?”

“No,” Greg snickered. “And it amazes me how they are suddenly so willing to go public about a private affair.”

“There’s a bigger issue going on here, don’t you think?” Charles said, sounding graver than Greg thought necessary. “I noticed it when I stayed with you. Maybe it’s time you faced up to what’s happening.”

Greg ground his teeth at the censure in his brother’s tone, and he immediately went on the defensive. “Lots of people do threesomes. Why is it a crime when I do it?”

“It’s not a crime, but the way you seem to be taking chances, I wonder if it’s something that happens every now and then or whether it’s become your lifestyle.”

“My lifestyle? Seriously? You’re talking as if I’m some kind of deviant. I like sex, and I don’t care to be tied down to one woman.”

“I know I sound like Mama and Daddy, but what’s wrong with finding a nice girl and settling down? It’s not as bad as you might think. In fact, it’s not bad at all.”

“What? Did you ever think maybe it’s just not in the cards for me?”

“Why would you think it isn’t?”

“Because if that was the case, one woman would grab my attention and hold it. It just hasn’t happened. They all grab my attention, for about twenty minutes.”

“You’re not eighteen anymore, Greg. There comes a time when you have to grow up.”
This sage advice coming from his younger brother grated on his nerves. “So because I don’t want a ball and chain around my ankle, that makes me immature?”

“Just the fact that you see a good woman as a shackle shows how much growing up you need to do.”

“I expected Daddy to chew me out, but not you. Look, I don’t have time for this. I’ve gotta go.”

“Yeah, right. You just don’t want to hear the truth. Let me say this before you hang up on me. A year ago, I didn’t think there was anyone special out there for me either, but I met Adanna and everything changed. Marc said the same thing about him and Gianne. We don’t know what the future holds.”

“What if it doesn’t hold anything but more of the same?”

“You don’t really believe that.”

“I don’t know what I believe anymore.”

“Maybe going to therapy will help you figure it out. I’m glad you kept your job. Keep in touch, will you?”

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