And…Done!

Lou’s story, Body Shop Bad Boys #4, is officially turned in. Man, this story was a tough one to get through. Not sure why, because Lou is such a great character. Stubborn though. Gave me fits trying to get this sucker done.

Yet, it’s done. So here’s a little Lou-inspiration for you, and a short clip of what took me forever to finish.

“Hi.” Joey smiled shyly up at him, and his heart did a funky misstep.

He cleared his throat and put on his game face. “Hey. Nice to see you. Wasn’t sure you’d show.” Just to needle her, he added, “Thought maybe I’d scared you.”

She snorted. Again, so damn cute. “Please. You’re not that intimidating.” Yet her cheeks remained pink and she looked everywhere but at his eyes.

He grinned, saw her focus on his mouth and lick her lips, and swore he was in hell. His body reacted as if he’d been shot up with Viagra. Terrific. With any luck she wouldn’t look below his belt and think him a huge pervert.

“How about that table back there?” He motioned with his head and carried the coffee, latte, and pastry on a tray Cyn handed him.

Joey led, and he tried to look where he was going and not just at her ass.

“Okay?” She sat, and he joined her, planting himself across from her at the tiny table.

“Great. Thanks for coming.”

“Sure. I love Cyn’s bear claws.” Joey’s brown eyes sparkled, and Lou had to do his best to get it together and not look like some starry-eyed fool. Lou Cortez didn’t gape at pretty women. He was the man. Women gaped at him.

Except Joey wasn’t just any woman, and he couldn’t seem to stop staring at her smile that brightened everything around her.