Blurb: “Zoe," he whispered. “You are playing with fire.” “Then why don’t you burn me.” I whispered back.
I was tired of writing obituaries or maybe just tired of my boss editing out any style I add to the tiny synopses. To torture myself I read the remains of each one.
That's how I found the ad. A job listing for a beat reporter in a small town. Send us a sample of your writing, it read. Well I had plenty of those, a whole drawer full of rejected stories.
The job was in Bear Creek, ten minutes from Wolf Head. I looked it up on a map. A man I met online lived in Wolf Head. The conversations between us were getting pretty heated, I was ready to take it the next level, in person, preferably in his bed. I sent the samples that afternoon.
I heard back from the editor the very next day, offering me the job. Within two weeks, I found a new place to live, packed up my apartment, and set up a meeting with my mystery guy.
In Bear Creek, I hoped to find the beginning of my career and possibly a fling. What I didn't expect to find was a threesome...
What's a good little BBW like me to do when caught between two big, handsome, sweaty... Begging me to...
I don't want to ruin the surprise. I'm stopping here, but you have to.
I stand alone and have a HEA.