When Dan emerged from the bathroom
showered and freshly shaved, he was unrecognizable. If I wasn’t positive that
no one else was in the basement, I would have swore it was a completely
different person. He shaved off the beard entirely and trimmed his hair to a
manageable mop of dark curls that fell around his face haphazardly. It was easy
to see his age like this. His crystal blue eyes stood out, captivating me. He
was absolutely beautiful. He was dressed in a pair of old jeans that hung low
on his hips and had a t-shirt slung over his bare, muscled shoulder. Without
realizing it, I was staring, mouth dropped open. I’m surprised I didn’t have
drool dripping down my chin. Obviously enjoying my attention, or maybe my
shock, Dan’s lopsided smirk grew into a full on smile, revealing his perfect
teeth. No one should look this good during a zombie apocalypse. I could feel
the warmth spread across my cheeks in what I was sure was a deep red blush.
Twenty minutes ago, Dan looked like a young Hagrid. Now he was looking like he
was ready to grace the covers of a fitness magazine. Will cleared his throat
loudly, breaking my stare.
“Oh don’t you look hot!”
Janet teased, tousling his wet hair.
“I think some people might say
that,” Dan said looking in my direction, winking, sending my blush further
across my blazing face.
Janet’s gaze flashed up and down over
me, one eyebrow raised. She let out a huff bordering on disgust, and headed
back to the kitchen to check on dinner. Ignoring Will’s continued death glare,
Dan walked over to me, lifting my chin to once again look at him.
“What do you think?” Dan
asked, batting thick lashes over his hypnotizing eyes, stealing my breath from
my throat.“You, uh, you look, fine,”
I stuttered, lost for words.I could feel the heat from his body
between us. My mind went blank of any rational thoughts, leaving behind only
sensations. I was aware of the pounding of my heart and my breath, loud in my
own ears. His thick fingers slid up from my chin, behind my ear, then down and
past my neck. His knuckles brushed down to the point of my v-neck t-shirt
before moving back up, stroking across my warm cheek, before dropping his hand
down to rest on my shoulder. I thought I was about to hyperventilate.
“Do I?” Dan asked, snapping
me back to reality.“Huh? What?”
I had no idea what he was talking about.
I could feel Will’s stare burning into me from across the room.
Dan laughed, kissing the top of my
head, and went to join Janet in the kitchen. I was left standing there
wondering what the hell just happened.
“Seriously?” Will asked,
walking over to me, looking irritated.“What?”“I thought you two were going to
skip dinner and just go right for dessert.”
L J lives on the Jersey Shore with her husband, four kids, two cats, and an inherited dog from hell (a.k.a. the sewer gremlin). Though writing has always been her first passion, she got a degree in psychological counseling and worked in the mental health field for awhile, which she finds very helpful in dealing with her crazy family. She is a lover of all different types of music and books, switching between genres so wildly it sometimes makes people wonder if she has multiple personalities. She is most likely to be found writing romance stories of all kinds (contemporary, erotic, new adult, young adult, fantasy, etc.) and has just finished writing her first book, Save Me. When she’s not writing, she prefers to spend her time reading, taking photos, or spending time with her family.