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NaNoWriMo is winding down, and so far I've attained 22K on book #8. I'll admit, the majority is awful, and I didn't get a chance to work on it last week at all, due to family obligations. But a funny thing happened over the weekend; I discovered where I went off-course with it. But since it's too late to rip it apart and start all over, I'll keep writing and fix it in January. Or if the mood strikes between cookie batches in December.
Anyway, here's more of Lynne and Nick, which might end up on the cutting room floor:
Two days later, a very nervous and excited dance troupe waited for their cue. Some girls continued to stretch their leg muscles; other practiced certain dance moves. Lynne let out a startled squeak when someone grabbed her rear end.
“Nick!” She whirled around. “What are you doin’?”
“Hey baby...just wanted to tell you to break a leg. And boy, woman, do you look sexy.” He licked his lips as his eyes traveled down her bare legs to the white cotton bobby socks hugging her ankles. “I’ll be watching from the sidelines.”
“You’d better be listening to your coach.” She gave him a brief hug and kiss. “I’ll shake everything for you later.” She patted his backside. Nick winked and walked away.
“Humph.” A disdain voice behind her caused her to turn around. “Does he just think he can blow off his pregame warm-up? He thinks he’s so damn talented.”
Lynne rolled her eyes at the jealous remarks of her teammate Debbie. “He’s not blowing off his warm-up. He just came over to wish us luck.”
“Antoine says if Nick keeps getting into foul trouble, Coach is going to bench him and put Antoine in his place.” The girl scowled as they took their places for the National Anthem.
Look for Love Is Color Blind sometime next winter, if my characters continue to speak to me:)