Sunday Snippet: Words Not Necessary

It's been a longweek with a lot going on. My dad turned eighty last Sunday and my oldest turnedthirty-two. Yep. They have the same birthday. My brothers always give me abunch a grief over getting my dad a grandson for his birthday.

We had a nicereception for my dad, and I got to reconnect with a lot of people I hadn't seenin a long time. So nice to catch up.

Work projectscontinue to keep me busy. I'm making good progress but often feel like I'mspinning my wheels because they're big projects that take a lot of back andforth. This isn't a complaint; it's more an observation.

Had a slow viewingweek but did manage to get through my main group of shows. The backburner onesdidn't make the cut this week.

Started out with BatmanBeyond and enjoyed it. I have memories of this one where Terry's secret isexposed and he finally has something of an ally.

Watched another ClassicRugrats and both were new-to-me vignettes. Thoroughly enjoyed the shoppingone and the one with the snow was fun also.

Enjoyed anotherepisode of Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. As a comfort show, theamazing cast is always ready to help me slide into a happy place. Even ifthere's a murder to solve.

Caught the season twelvefinale of Death in Paradise. Good to see Neville's team work hard toclear him of the professor's death. Nice to see the dangling plot threads tiedup also. Looking forward to starting thirteen this week.

Watched anotherepisode of Poirot and rather enjoyed the mystery. A lot gets packed intothe hour-long episodes and sometimes feels a little rushed.

Really enjoyed theepisode of Elementary with the dual mysteries and some insight into thecaptain's daughter and how she operates.

Also watched what Ithink is the first season finale of Return to Paradise. I'm reallyenjoying this show.

I think I found thenew show I'm going to start this week, but I'm not absolutely set. Stay tuned.

That's pretty muchit for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Words Not Necessary,a novella that explores how a couple communicates without words and make otherwonder how they do it.

Here's theminiblurb:

Sometimes an outside observer can provide a lot ofinsight on a couple's relationship, even if they'll never understand it. Londonand Braun are so in tune with each other they rarely speak, yet theircommunication is evident for anyone to see.

And a sneaky peek…

Special kind of strangedefinitely described them. But also maybe … a strange kind of special. BecauseBraun knew things about her she'd never put a voice to.Like how much she lovedthe way he nuzzled her throat. She hadn't told him how much the actionheightened her awareness.Especially like now,when his breath fanned against her ear showing how much he wanted her before hetipped her sideways and maneuvered around to get more comfortable.And the way the rasp ofhis tongue over her nipple shot heat straight to her core? Never one had she mentionedhow hot that made her.And now … when he drewa pebbled tip between his lips, she squirmed with anticipation and need to havehim buried deep.Or the way he'd pressopenmouthed kisses down along her torso, each glide of his lips over her skin creatinga tingling eagerness the lower he moved.When his tongue dippedinto her navel, the question of whether he'd go further down … or make his wayback upward … flashed in her mind before he settled between her thighs andstarted the journey in reverse.Up it is…She met his mouth,welcoming the way it quieted her moan when he entered her with a smooth thrust.Her hands smoothed down his back, cupping his ass. Something else she loved …the feel of muscle and sinew under her fingers. The way they came togetherproved to be a tactile delight, always starting slow and easy then gainingmomentum, building friction until they reached the best part…And her favorite … theway he grasped her hips when he got close to his climax. When his fingers duginto her flesh, and his breath came in short, static bursts, she let thepleasure spiral and nudge her over the edge into orgasmic bliss.And he'd fly right afterher. One thrust … another … and a gasping shudder when he tipped over. Hecollapsed to his side, spooning up behind her, his lips ghosting over hershoulder. She turned and he eased onto his back, giving her space to burrowclose to his side.Wrapping an arm aroundhis waist, her head rested on his chest … her favorite pillow … and she driftedoff to sleep … sated and content.All without saying aword.

I'm happy with howthis story is coming together. It's fun to balance actual dialog with theunspoken discourse.


 

That's it for thisweek. Catch everyone on the flipside.

ML Skye

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