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Welcome to another Tuesday Tales!  We are back with my untitled Steampunk romance.  The beautiful Emma just arrived at Gideon’s doorstep to assist him in building the humidor.  What will they do?

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Gideon followed Emma into the living area as he closed the door behind him.  He checked the sway of her hips, the swell of her bosom as she wandered to a overstuffed chair and settled into it.  He then turned to the rest of the cluttered room.  He grimaced.  Cluttered wasn’t the word.  It was packed wall to wall with his various knick knacks.  He could barely make it to his bed tucked in the corner when night fell.  With a heavy sigh he picked up a pile of books.  He turned for the staircase to take them to the bedchambers upstairs.

“What are you doing?” Emma quizzed.

Gideon smiled gently at her.  “I am about to start building a humidor.  To do so I will need plenty of room.  I am cleaning.”

He planted his large foot on the first step of the staircase.  He turned back as he heard the whisper of her skirt across the wooden floor.  Emma gathered another pile of tomes in her arms and shuffled after him.  Gideon’s grin grew wide as he led her to the second floor.  He was going to enjoy having an assistant, especially one as breathtakingly beautiful as Emma.

It took most of the day to clear the room of Gideon’s things, leaving their clothes streaked gray with the layers of dust that covered nearly everything they had put away.  Exhausted, Emma slumped onto Gideon’s bed.  His heart thundered at the sight of her there.  Emma glanced around, realizing where she was.  She blushed as she quickly stood.

“It is late.  I must go,” she breathed.

Gideon gathered her coat and his.  He held it for her as she slipped her arms into the sleeves.  “It is too late for a lady to be wandering the streets of London alone.  I will walk you home.”  He tugged his waistcoat on then opened the door for her.  He followed her out into the twilight.

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About triciaandersen

I am the author and illustrator of the children's book "The Peculiar Princess". I am also the author of two adult fantasy romance novels, "The Sorceress of Savon" and "The Woodcutter King of Muladin". Along with being an author I am married to a wonderful guy and have three beautiful children. I coach youth track and field, sew and chase my children around to their various activities.

Posted on December 9, 2013, in author, books, fiction, novel, romance, story, Uncategorized, writing and tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 16 Comments.

  1. Love this scene, the way sexual tension is layered into their relationship, subtly, but still there. I’m enjoying this story and hoping it will be a book, too.

  2. Great scene and I can feel the electricity building between them

  3. Enjoyed the little snippet, I wonder whether he’ll return that night or stay with her?

  4. I can feel it building, you captured the tension well. Great TT

  5. Love the rising desire between them.

  6. Beautifully written. Great scene, the simple task of cleaning, yet filled with steamy undercurrents.

  7. I smirked when I read the bedroom scene, good job.

  8. Hmm is anyone else having problems with the pictures
    on this blog loading? I’m trying to determine if its a problem on my end
    or if it’s the blog. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated.

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