One More Step

by Lillian Schneider

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

Hahahaha

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.”

“Did you see the one from a few nights ago?” He nods slowly. “Yep. You said you’re writing a book about a cop.” “Yep.” “A hot cop if I remember correctly.”

Hahahaha

“What things happen to Reya in the book that you’ve never experienced?” Holy shit. This conversation is really going there.

Damn it!!! 🔥🔥🔥

shake my head. “No,” I say quietly. “And now I feel stuck when I try to write Reya’s reaction.” I take a sip of my wine and then continue. “How would Reya react after that? Would she get angry at Cam for kissing her, even though she wanted it? Would she cry because he stormed out? Or would she feel triumphant—like she won?”

He's talking about her, them...not Reya and Cam

There’s a sudden, intrusive buzzing sound that makes Saint stand up straight. He pulls his phone out of his pocket and stares down at the screen. He looks directly at me. “It’s my wife,” he says.

Darn it!!! My heart was racing fast

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.

Holy molly!!!!!!!

The phone stops buzzing, and when it does, the only sound in the cabin is Saint’s mouth on mine and the moan his kiss pulls out of me. He slips a hand to the small of my back, and as soon as I press my palms against the sides of his neck, his phone begins buzzing again.

Doesn't his wife understands that we are having a moment here?!!!!

What would that feel like? To love a man who can only love you part-time?

What kind of life is this one

It would be rude of me not to help you. I can be there in an hour.

This is getting interesting!!! holy moly

it’s for research. That’s all. Research.

Yeah aha.... haha

He just greeted my like Cam would greet Reya at this point in their relationship.

Typo

When he walks out of the bathroom, he lays his uniform and his gun on my table. I’m staring at it as he walks toward me. He wraps his arms around me and lifts me effortlessly until I’m seated on the island in front of him. He stands between my legs and slides his hands down my arms as he brings his mouth to my neck. He’s making me dizzy. I close my eyes and lean my neck to the side when his lips meet my skin. I’m covered in chills and full of curiosity. Is Saint always this way? This…in control?

I should be a writer to experience this thing oh my gosh

Saint is standing outside our bedroom window.

WTF!!!!

This is so fucked up.

Definitely!!

“You’ve been deprived,” Michael says. “That was…mind-blowing.”

Hahaha you are sooo clueless

He has no idea.

I even feel bad for her hubby

head. “And you fucking love it,” he says, right before his mouth comes down on mine.

Darn it!! Yeah, I do.

“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.”

Crazy dude

“That’s cool. I bet it made that person’s year.”

Poor hubby! I even feel bad and guilty

No matter how hard I try not to…I’m always thinking about Saint.

Yeah, but Saint is insane

is, “Time to start writing your next book, Megan.”

HELL NO, NOPE, in your dreams Saint.