Welcome to Midweek Tease. A weekly blog hop aranged by the lovely Angelica Dawson, where amazing authors share a snippet of their work. It may be from something completed, or a WIP. Please follow the links to read everyone's offering. And remember, a comment is encouraging to a writer, it means so much. I have a small snippet this week that continues on from last week from my WIP Night Ride. Enjoy.
The carriage felt hot and sticky, being filled with strange bodies
cramming, and rubbing against Madison. And the air , thick with a
raised level of voices, seemed to be louder than usual tube train
chatter. Even the swoosh of the doors opening and closing at stations
seemed louder. She could barely hear herself think. The tube train
jerked and jolted as it rattled along the ageing rails. Madison
wondered why they always had the crumbiest trains running at night ,
that always felt like they could break down at any moment "I
hope I can find a seat soon too," she replied with a strained
laugh, as she struggled to keep a grip on the rail.
Suddenly, the train gave an alarming jolt and Madison lost her
balance and grip on the rail, falling forward and almost onto the
ginger haired man's lap. Her scarf caught on something, and Madison
heard a tearing sound... Her coat fell open, and her white silk shirt
gaped as she leaned toward him, part revealing the curve of a breast.
Madison desperately, with arms flailing, tried to grab onto something
so as to steady herself. This ended up being the man as she came to a
rest part sitting on his lap, his big black coat rubbing against her
stocking clad legs and causing her skirt to ride up a little.
"Well hello there again. If you had wanted to sit on my lap you
only had to ask. It's not the best of pick up tactics, but seeing as
you're here, I'm Bryn, what's your name?" His eyes wandered to
the gape in her shirt, then averted them quickly, hoping she hadn't
noticed.
"Madison. And I'm so sorry. I'll move."
"Well it looks like you've lost your rail. So you may as well
stay here, and chat with me for a while. That is if you don't mind.
I'd be glad of the company."
"On one condition. No talk of work. I've had a hellish day."
"Deal."
