I’m glad to be back with my regular Sunday snippet posting with Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday. Thank you to everyone who visited last week. I am continuing on with my brand new story, Bet on Me, which is book three of my Green Rising Series, which is SciFi romance. Last week, we met our heroine, Rianne Liu, in a Spaceport slum bar. Sam Ryder, our hero, has just walked in, a young woman on each arm, which rankles Rianne. The last lines were — She wanted to rip his heart out with a spoon.  What was the casino lord doing in the spaceport slum bar?

Today’s snippet follows directly from there. As a reminder, since I’m sharing the very first draft and I’m still feeling my way around the characters and the plot, I warmly invite all comments and feedback.

He headed over to her. His long strides covered the room in seconds.

“What brings the captain of the guard here?” He stood close to her, closer than was proper but then Sam followed only his own rules. His very expensive cologne swirled around her. His nearness always made her heart race, no matter how much she wished it didn’t. She didn’t trust players, and he was one.

“I could ask the same of you.” She knocked back the next scotch and signaled to Cas to fill it again.

“I prefer to choose when and where people find me. That was very expensive scotch, by the way. From my personal stock.”

She shrugged. Not caring and not tasting the difference.

He looked her up and down. “I like your hair loose.”  He picked up a lock. Out of habit, she grabbed his wrist and twisted. She heard the gun lock in place against her head.    

“Stand down,” Sam said to one of the blondes. “Back to the table. She’s not a threat to me.”

Tricky bastard, training models as bodyguards. “You sure?” She tapped her own gun, hidden under her jacket.

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