I was lucky enough to have a short story accepted for a romance anthology that will be coming out in February. It had to be set in the Granite State. That’s New Hampshire for anyone who didn’t know. I decided to use a favorite of all ages: Canobie Lake Park. It’s an amusement park in Salem, NH that has been around for over a hundred years.
I’ve included a little snippet, hopefully for your enjoyment. Let me know what you think.
She maneuvered her way through more panes of glass and came up right behind Mark just as he was turning around, and they collided. He reached out to steady her and Julie became intimately aware of the connection between them. Her stomach tightened and her skin tingled, just like when he had touched her earlier. She gazed at him and he gazed back, his silly expression turning serious for a change. Was he feeling it too?
“Did I hurt you?” Mark asked, his hands running up and down her bare arms.
Julie stared at his full lips and wondered what they’d feel like pressed against hers. What? Where had that thought come from? There should be no thoughts of kissing him. Well, there had been that one time they’d both had way too much to drink. But they’d had way too much to drink. It shouldn’t count.
Mark was still looking curiously at her and she shook herself enough to respond. “I’m …uh… fine. You should probably watch where you’re going. Maybe use a turn signal or have some tail lights installed. I can recommend a good mechanic.”
Mark narrowed his eyes, pushing her shoulders to turn her around. Then he gave her bottom a little pat and snapped, “Get that caboose moving, girl. We can’t stay in here all day long.”
Julie smirked, wiggling her behind, then started walking. This time she used the secret she’d learned when she was younger. Look at the floor to see which sections had glass in them and which didn’t. But even with that, she still managed to bring them to a dead end. Mark smirked as she put her hands up to the glass in front of her.
He moved in close behind her, pressing her to the glass, then whispered in her ear. “Where to now, Smarty Pants?”
His breath tickled her ear and she tried to control the shivers that coursed through her body. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel of his hard chest pressed intimately against her back for just a few seconds. Then she leaned her head against his shoulder and sighed. “Maybe this is where I wanted you to be.”
His breath hitched and she felt his body stiffen for a second then ease back. He snorted, “In your dreams, Jules.” Then he turned around, finishing the last few steps that led them out of the glass house.
UPDATE: Due to cover issues, the anthology has been postponed until May. 😦