Author Davee Jones

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week our group writes to the simple sounding word- beat .    This will be an excerpt f ro m Snow Spankings, a new WIP for a new erotic contemporary. Slowing the truck to a crawl, Billy bypassed uninjured folks, craning his neck looking for those in immediate need. A private melody continued in his mind, easing his distress, loosening the grip on his chest. Our bodies touch, I don’t need my eyes to see… Dreaming of what you mean to me… Billy wouldn’t ignore anyone seriously injured, no matter how absorbed he was on reaching her. Thankfully though, no one approached him in a panic, requiring his instant attention. I’ll circle back, once I see she’s okay . Relief washed over him, although very little scenery looked familiar. He felt himself getting closer to his bride, closing the cluttered gap over the destruction. Sunrise means I can see you again… Thank God time passes so quickly till then… The few m...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week our group writes to the simple sounding word- stolen .    This will be an excerpt f ro m Snow Spankings, a new WIP for a new erotic contemporary. “Stolen kisses are the best.” Lazily, Tabitha stretched her arms above her head, cradling Alec’s head between her reach. “You looked so beautiful, I couldn’t resist.” “I didn’t mean to fall asleep, I guess I needed a nap.” “I kept you up late last night, it’s my fault.” “What happens when we return to reality? I mean we both have jobs and lives outside of each other. Everything happened so fast between us, how do we merge our days?” An important fact remained that neither of them figured a new love connection in their responsibilities. Everything was dreamy behind closed doors on a day off work or other demands. The daily grind chipped away at fun or impulsiveness, leaving few hours or even minutes to spare. “How do we keep this energy alive?” “I’m not sure we hav...