Tuesday Tales – Meat
Posted by triciaandersen
Happy Tuesday! It’s once again time for Tuesday Tales! Today our word prompt is “meat” and we are back to our untitled Steampunk romance. When we left last week, Emma and Gideon had shared a passionate kiss. What will happen between them now?
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Gideon startled awake as the soft morning sunlight flooded the room. He rubbed his eyes then slowly rose. The skeletal frame of the humidor greeted him begging to be completed. He sighed heavily then stood and tugged the trousers heaped on the floor onto his long powerful legs.
He rubbed his mouth with the back of his hand. Emma’s kiss still burned on his lips. His eyes studied the humidor. His heart was torn in two. Part of him believed he betrayed his beloved Sophia. He was about to get revenge on the bastard that took her from him. There wasn’t a day that she didn’t fill his thoughts. He still missed her as much as he did when he found her lifeless body on the floor of their cottage.
The other part of him wanted Emma. He ached to feel her curves melt against his body. He wanted to taste, to feel her surrender to him. She commanded his thoughts. She possessed his dreams. He did not want to only make love to her. She made him laugh for the first time since Sophia’s death. She was the first person in a long time he could trust. He felt empty without her. He waited anxiously every day for her to arrive.
Gideon’s head snapped around at the knock on the weathered wood door. He chuckled as he crossed the room and opened it. As if she could read his thoughts, sense his need, Emma was waiting with a basket in her hands. “I brought you things for your pantry.”
He shepherded her inside then took the basket from her. He pulled back the cloth to find a couple loaves of bread, a handful of potatoes, at least a dozen eggs, a bowl of salted meat and several pastries.
His lifted his head to say thanks. His parted lips met hers as she kissed him deeply. As the kiss broke she took the basket from him. “I will put this away and make us breakfast.”
Gideon watched her sashay into the kitchen as she whistled a merry tune. He groaned. It would be a long day keeping his attention to his work while resisting luring her to his bed.
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About triciaandersenI 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.
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