Anyway, since I got such a wonderful response when I asked you all if you'd like to beta read for me. I thought that I would share a little bit of an excerpt. As always as this stage, it's in draft form and only had a basic edit done.
EXCERPT FROM CHAPTER THREE
At exactly seven pm, Mia stood outside Sofia’s restaurant in Burwood as she waited for Eric to arrive. Butterflies flew around nervously in her stomach the moment she spied him rounding the corner of the building, it was as if today was the first day she was really seeing him and his beauty overwhelmed her.
He was deliciously tall with firm broad shoulders, long limbs and a narrow waist. She felt that if he didn’t bother working out he would be quite skinny - but he so obviously did work out. It was evident in his long lean muscles that seemed to ripple under his short sleeved fitted shirt as he walked.
Smiling as he approached her, he reached out and grasped her around the waist, pulling her firmly against him. Mia’s head seemed to swirl as she inhaled the scent of a fresh shower and clean skin. When he dipped his head to kiss her hello, a tingle crept over her body as his lightly stubbled cheek brushed against hers before their mouths met.
Humming, she pulled his body closer to her and deepened his greeting by sliding her tongue out to gently tease him, earning her a fervent response as he reciprocated tenfold, their tongues dancing together as they pressed their bodies firmly together.
A group of teens walked by to enter the restaurant and told them to get a room, causing them both to laugh into each other’s mouths and slowly break their connection.
Blowing out a steadying breath Eric was the first to speak, “Whoa, suddenly I’m not so hungry for food anymore.” His voice was thick with a lust he hadn’t felt toward Mia since he was eighteen and they were first dating. “Hang on a second, it’s period week – why are you teasing me like that?” he laughed.
“I’m not teasing,” Mia blushed.
“Wait a second, you’re not pregnant are you? I mean, you’re still on the pill right?”
“Everything’s fine Eric,” Mia laughed, “I just… skipped it, that’s all?”
“You can do that?”
“Of course, you just don’t take the sugar pills.”
“Five years Mia – Five years and you haven’t thought to do this?” Eric joked.
Giggling, Mia told him that she only just discovered it recently and took him by the hand, leisurely leading him into the restaurant.
When they reached their table Eric placed his phone and keys in the centre and excused himself, claiming he needed to make some slight adjustments to himself after the kiss Mia had greeted him with.
Taking her seat with a grin firmly attached to her face, Mia watched as he walked towards the restrooms, marvelling how one man could make her feel more alive with one kiss than she ever had in her life. At that moment, her thoughts were broken by the ringing of his phone.
Noting the name on the screen, she picked it up and sent the call to voicemail before switching his phone off. She didn’t want anyone to bother them tonight. He was all hers from now on.
“Finally! I got through – where were you last night?” Mia asked a very sleepy sounding Eric the next morning.
“What are you talking about? I was with you,” he responded, quietly wondering if maybe he had lost a day somewhere – either that or his girlfriend had lost her mind.
“No you weren’t. I wanted to see you, and every time I called you it went through to voice mail,” Mia accused.
“What? I don’t have any voicemails. When did you call, after you got home from the restaurant?”
“What? What restaurant? And I didn’t leave a voice mail, I wanted to talk to you, not your message bank. I called you when I got home from work.”
“Mia, what the hell? Don’t ruin this. We had such a great night last night. Don’t fuck around with me – we were together having dinner at Sofia’s. You turned both of our phones off so it could be just us. Remember?”
“What? But we didn’t…”
“Jesus Mia! This isn’t funny and I have to get ready for work. I’ll talk to you later,” he said, his patience wearing thin.
“Fine,” Mia said to dead line. He’d already hung up.