This excerpt takes place a little later in the scene I posted in this blog June 17. Master Adam has been drawn from his office like a magnet to steel toward the bar area by the voice of a woman auditioning to perform at the Masters at Arms fetish club. He hasn’t seen her face, but is very attracted to her from what he has seen and heard. (Finnish Goth singer Tarja Turunen is my inspiration for Karla and that's her in the photo above. Karla is auditioning to "I Walk Alone" and thinking about her big brother, Ian.)
When Damián calls her by name, Adam is horrified to find he might be lusting after the 16-year-old runaway he rescued in a bus station nine years earlier. (They had kept in touch by correspondence over the years, from the time he was serving in Iraq, but strictly in a mentor/paternal role from Adam's perspective.)
I wanted to put the three sentences preceding this week's "chosen six," too, but then I’d have nine. Oh, heck. I'm a rebel and they’re short, so I’ll do it anyway. I'll just separate them a bit. <smile>. Enjoy!
No. Couldn’t be. No fucking way!
As if in slow motion, Adam watched her brush away the tears and raise her gaze to Damián’s. She smiled, but he saw the quiver in her lips. Her face was much like he remembered, except her blue eyes didn’t sparkle anymore. Then she noticed Adam and her smile faded. What little color she had in her face drained away.
When she swayed on her feet, he rushed to the stage and caught her in his arms before she collapsed.
MASTERS AT ARMS will be published at Amazon, Smashwords, Barnes & Noble, and other booksellers in August 2011.
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