@benty67 wanted to know more about WIPs #3 (Single Parents Finished(ish) Chapters) and #4 (Single Parents Scene Dump).
The finished chapters doc is where I keep the chapter(s) I am currently writing, so that doc is more or less linearly organized. So it currently has scenes that will go in the next couple chapters. The scene dump doc is exactly what is sounds like. I don’t write strictly linearly, as my brain often sees a few late-story scenes when it’s plotting a story, so I hurriedly jot those down so I don’t forget about them. Currently, it has James and Rose’s first sexy times scene in there, along with a few late-plot scenes that I don’t want to spoil too much 😘 This doc also has my outline for the entire fic, from start to finish. Obviously I leave myself a lot of wiggle room to embellish upon certain moments in the fic (which is why this fic is already over 60k words and James and Rose haven’t kissed yet 😂🤦♀️)
Snippet from Finished(ish) Chapters doc:
“Y’know, I can take her back to free up your hands,” Rose said, inclining her head to the drowsy infant nuzzled up to his chest.
He couldn’t help but glance down at Jodie. He caught a whiff of her intoxicating baby scent and couldn’t help but chase the smell. He tucked his nose to her scalp and breathed her in deeply, then kissed her. She gurgled and shuffled in his arms before settling again.
“Nope, you’re not getting out of this lesson that easily,” he said, rubbing the baby’s back. “Since my hands are busy, you’re in charge of meal prep.”
Rose rolled her eyes, but a grin tugged at the corner of her lips. “All right then. Lay it on me.”
James talked her through mixing together the simple ingredients, then slathering the herby garlic butter mixture atop the halved French bread.
“See! Easy peasy,” he crowed when she successfully popped the baking sheet into the oven. “Definitely something to add to your cooking repertoire. It’s simple and quick, and most kids love it as long as it isn’t too garlicky. Right. While that has its turn in the oven, we’re gonna prepare the meatballs.”
Snippet from Scene Dump doc:
James’s hands were everywhere; they skated across her back and belly, the nape of her neck and her hips as he pulled her closer. His lips devoured hers, his tongue mapping out the contours of her mouth with each new kiss. When he’d drunk his fill at her lips, he moved lower.
“We’ll have to have more sleepovers,” James murmured, his voice at her ear sending shivers down her spine.
“No arguments from me,” she replied, her voice somewhat faint.
He planted a kiss to her neck before threading their fingers together and tugging her down the hall to her bedroom. Rose was giddy with nervous excitement as she followed, closing the door behind them. The snick of the lock that promised privacy was all it took for the desire from their kiss in the kitchen to rekindle. For him, too, evidently, as he stepped into her, pressing her back against the door as he ducked his head and caught her lips in a kiss.
Sensation sparked through her, heating her blood in her veins and sending it south. Her pulse throbbed between her legs, urging her to pull him closer. It had been so long since Rose felt this kind of need; she’d forgotten how intoxicating it was, how addictive it was to be pressed so intimately against another person.
The kisses shared between herself and James had been mostly chaste up until then, but with the children asleep and with them alone in her bedroom, they each let go of their reservations, holding nothing back.
Thanks for asking about these!
