Tuesday Tales: Writing Coffee

Tuesday TalesToday’s “blog share” features one of my favorite beverages. Or rather, now that I think of it, two of my favorite beverages. Read on!

Tuesday Tales is a weekly blog featuring diverse authors who post excerpts from their works in progress based on word and picture prompts. We’re a book hungry troop that enjoys reading as much as you do. Today our prompt is coffee. We continue the story of Ivy and the new man in town, demon hunter Gavin. Her sisters are always central as well. Please visit the other fabulous authors at Tuesday Tales.

drink series: cup of coffee with coffee grain

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Trying to appear unobtrusive, Gavin studied the woman sipping coffee across from him. He couldn’t ignore her attractiveness. Nor the effect she had on him. Ivy was lovely and desirable. Her dark blue eyes that reminded him of mysterious, deep waters, the long dark hair tumbling across her shoulders, and a body that made him want to know more of it.

And especially the luscious mouth that formed into a natural pout. A drop of cream clung to her bottom lip, and he fought the urge to lean over and remove it with his thumb. Or his tongue. His groin tightened. Whoa. Dial it back a lightyear or two.

The woman was at least nine years younger than him. He was practically middle aged compared to her. Plus she had other things on her mind, like protecting her sisters and saving her town. She wasn’t interested in some over the hill professor turned demon hunter.

He gritted his teeth. Determined to put lascivious thoughts from his mind, he raised a hand at the waitress walking by. Soon he had a tumbler of whiskey to distract him. Its rich aroma soothed, and its fire went straight to his belly, reminding him he was better off alone and uninvolved. Ivy had her gaze on him.

He held up the half full glass. “Irish?”img_7552

For answer, she nodded and raised her coffee cup, her eyes glittering. He motioned to the waitress again.

Ivy splashed a shot straight into her coffee. After sampling it, she ran the tip of her tongue over her lips.

The sensual sight made him want to capture them with his own. He knew the flavor would be hot and sweet.

“Mmm, it’s been a long day. This hits the spot.” She smiled, dimples crinkling at the corners of her mouth. She sipped again.

His insides tumbled. Irish whiskey had never had it so good.

I hope you enjoyed the snippet based on the word prompt coffee. Thanks for stopping by. Please visit the other fabulous authors at Tuesday Tales.

Cheers & Happy Reading!
Flossie Benton Rogers, Conjuring the Magic in Romance

14 thoughts on “Tuesday Tales: Writing Coffee

  1. jeanjoachim

    What a wonderfully sensuous excerpt! I love the way you used the simple imbibing of two liquids to add sexual tension to the scene. Now I need to know if he gets closer to her!

  2. carmens007

    Interesting that you gave us HIS POV. Nice for a change. As about coffee, my daily favorite elixir, potion or poison. Depending on who says it.
    I didn’t exactly like the excerpt.
    I simply loved it.


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