Six Sentence Sunday- More with My Irishman!

Last week, I introduced you to Quinn and his anxiety about searching out this woman who rocked his world. This week, we'll fast-forward to when they've already seen each other and now he's trying to convince her to....well, why spoil the surprise?
His fingers clenched, trapping her wrist on the counter and stirring her heart.
"Quinn, let go of me." Again she pulled her arm.
Still he held her tightly. With his eyes twinkling, he shook his head. "Not until you agree to a date."
So? What do you think? As I've mentioned, this is VERY ROUGH. I mean, I'm talking first draft rough. If you're so inclined, leave a comment for Meggie, Quinn and me. And, if you want to read more snippets, visit the Six Sentence Sunday website!
Published on November 17, 2012 22:03
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