I was tagged again by a very dear person, Tammy Smith. (want to read more about Tammy check out my interview with her here on my blog. She was recently married so her last name is different on the interview but same wonderful Tammy.):
This is the Lucky 7, in which an author excerpts seven sentences of a current work, from page seventy-seven (or seven), seven lines down on the page. And then I nominate and notify seven other authors to participate.
Cerise DeLand (The Cherries Lady)
Victoria Blisse (The Rosy Lady)
I am selecting seven sentences from Grey's Lady, Carte Blanche Series, Book One, page seven.
In the excerpt below, uptight merchant prince Grey Sexton has just met this mysterious, bold, breathtaking beautiful young woman. He doesn't even know her name. That's why he's calling her Madam. She's old enough to be married, he's trying to be polite. This is 1812, women--decent women--- just don't act like this, so Grey is a little flustered on how to deal with her:
"Well, I was wondering…" She caressed her fingers up and down the braided cord in a way that could only be described as suggestive. Sinfully so. Right here in the book store.
A tide of lust like he had never felt before swept through his blood and stiffened his cock.
"I—I was wondering…" She trailed her fingers one last time before she dropped the cord. A half-smile curved her lips.
"Yes, Madam?" The steadiness of his voice amazed him.