His eyebrows are drawn together, emotion carving his face, and she recognizes that anger in her bones—it has been eating them both alive for months. They would hate each other if they did not need this so much. Anger keeps them tangled like the links of a snagged chain. She knows eventually something will give and let them swing free with stunning ease but that day has not come yet.
I wrote a guest post for Exhibit Unadorned, if anyone is looking for some flash fiction erotica! You can read the rest of my short story “Slush” here, as well as some behind-the-scenes commentary of how it nearly didn’t get into my thesis. Something about it capitulating to male sexual fantasy? You be the judge.
Currently blogging from the beautiful and majestic SFO airport, and I should be back on the East Coast by 10pm tonight! Thankfully I have Rose Caraway’s The Sexy Librarian’s Big Book of Erotica to keep me company on my flight. It’s weighing down my backpack (when they say it’s big, they mean big) but I already know it’s worth it. So excited to be part of its blog tour in a little under a month!
Peace out, California. It’s been real. Next time you hear from me I will be back in Connecticut.