FFCS Snippet
Please enjoy this exciting snippet from a FFCS author during the writing process!
“Sorry, pal. You just aren’t my type,” she lied. Truth was she was far more attracted to him than she’d been to… well, anyone really. More attracted to him than she had been to Neal, that was for certain. “Darling, for the right price, I’m anyone’s type,” he replied, his words hanging heavily in the air between them. Emma’s eyes widened at the implication and Killian’s own blue orbs smoldered into her gaze, waiting for her reaction. They stared at one another in silent challenge, willing the other to expand on the proverbial elephant that now sat quite noticeably in the room. Curiosity won out and Emma licked her lips before responding, flushing slightly when the handsome man tracked the movement with his eyes. “Are you telling me you’re a hooker?” She hissed under her breath, darting her eyes around the room as if someone might be listening, and Killian grinned at her. “Please, love. ‘Hooker’ sounds so crass. Not to mention, illegal.” His grin grew larger as she sighed in frustration. “Well isn’t this just my damn luck. Sitting alone, wallowing over my ex boyfriend’s happiness wasn’t enough, I suppose. Now the one guy who even talks to me is only here to make a quick buck.” She scoffed and shoved the envelope violently into her clutch purse before digging out some cash to leave for her drinks. His careful eyes watched her flustered movements before he reached out to loosely grip her wrist. She froze, unsure of whether or not she should pull away. He stroked the pad of his thumb over the small flower tattoo nestled at the base of her palm, prompting her to look up at him again. She did, ignoring the electric sparks shooting up her arm at the contact. “For what it’s worth, love, I would have approached you no matter if I was on the clock or not.” He brought her hand up and placed a soft kiss to the place his thumb had just been smoothing, never breaking eye contact, causing her breath to hitch involuntarily. She silently cursed herself for acting like a hormonal mess. She needed to get herself out of this situation and fast.
Well, this is interesting. Is Killian actually a “hooker” and what is in the envelope Emma shoved in her purse? You can find these answers and much more when the full story is posted on the FFCS blog in October!