It is a daily struggle to find time to write and it bums me out. I try to fit it in as much or as little as I can every day. I know some of you are anxiously awaiting the second book in the Silver Series, but I need it to be perfect before I publish. Also, Mickey Silver is a talker and containing his story is incredibly difficult ;) Just know that I am working as hard as I physically can right now to try and get this story complete. With that being said, heres a little bit of dialogue between the main characters, Mickey and Claire. *Subject to change/edit Copyright M.K. Oien @2015 Something to Hold On To This is dangerous territory for me. Not only am I ratting out my abusive ex, but Im face to face with the one person who has the power to control me. I dont like admitting that I have a thing for Mickey Silver, but I do. I totally do. Thats not why Im throwing Cory under the bus though. I need to be smart. Cory needs to be found and watched because my life is in danger. I cant have anymore random guys knocking on my door in the middle of the night. After last nights blow up with Tim, I cant run the risk of that or worse happening again. I touched my index finger to my cheek bone where it felt significantly more tender than before. There was definitely a small gash as well. I tried to cover it as best I could with makeup, but bruising isnt easy to conceal. Mickey glanced at my face and his eyes narrowed. Who was it? He asked in a terse tone. His jaw worked overtime as he peered down at me. I began shaking my head. Just another junkie. Listen Mickey, I need to tell you something. But first...I need you to promise that you wont let anyone know what Ive told you. That depends on what it is you are going to say Claire. I sighed. Promise? I asked, my eyes searching his. Mickey raised a brow and crossed his arms. I cant make a promise to you that I dont intend to keep. Either you tell me and trust that Ill make the call you ask for, or I cant help you. Youre difficult to reason with. I muttered. And youre wasting my time. Mickey countered. I rolled my eyes. I can tell you where Cory is. I can tell you how to find him. A slow grin spread across his face. It was the kind of smile that made my body betray my mind. The one that caused my stomach to erupt with giant-winged butterflies. Im listening. I promise I wont tell anyone. He responded with a wink.
Posted on: Wed, 07 Jan 2015 22:10:07 +0000
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