One More Step

by Lillian Schneider

So the Hottest EMT in the World is named Ash. Makes sense. He sets panties on fire.

“Are you flirting with me, Miss Benson?” “Of course I am. Have you seen you?”

“I don’t know where this is going to end up, but the last fucking thing I want to think about is saying goodbye.”

“Some of the best things in life are the things we don’t see coming.”

“I’ve heard it both ways.” I groan. “You did not just quote Psych.” “Shawn Spencer is a God.”

I do question whether I could describe emotions and reactions better if I had lived through the things I was writing about. I think every writer questions that part of themselves.”

Instead, he tosses the phone on the counter and then closes the gap between us. He slips a hand behind my head and presses his mouth to mine.

“Do me a favor, Megan,” he says, his voice low. “When you finish this book, dedicate it to Saint, because he fucked that story out of you.”