Me: Well, I mostly write mystery, but a little eye candy never hurt! Thanks so much!
After I hit send on the last message, she sent a link, so I clicked it and scrolled the very basic website. A small description of the three cabins available and hyperlinks under each picture of them was all that laid on the page. I clicked the one-bedroom rustic cabin and a new page appeared and had more pictures and pricing listed for various seasons. There was a clickable calendar below that, so I went to the upcoming weekend and let out a squeal when it showed the dates were available. But there was a three-night minimum. Damn.
Looking at the clock, it was still before five. I never took days off and had plenty of PTO banked. It was a little short notice but at least it wasn’t the holidays. After rereading the email, I prepped four times to my boss requesting Friday off, I was satisfied with it, so I hit send. While I waited, I checked the address. Three hours north. That wasn’t bad. I could leave after work Thursday and get a good night’s sleep and get to work on Friday bright and early. The weather this time of year was a little tricky, but a good rainy day made for great mystery writing.
Staring at the screen, I watched as five came and went. Damn. I know he saw the email because he watches them like a hawk. I still had a few minutes to stay on and makeup, so I plugged in my phone then waited for the fifteen minutes to pass.
Sighing and rolling my eyes, I grabbed my notebook and pen to see where I left off Thursday night on my story. I didn’t like to reread my story as I went because I would find myself reworking half of it before I even got a whole chapter done. But I did always make notes to myself on where I left off so I could easily pick back up on the storyline. When I previously tried editing as I went, I spent two weeks revamping the same three chapters. Writing straight though had worked best for me on my last two books. So far, I had made good progress on book three, but losing two full days of writing put me behind schedule. And what a waste that was. Well, not a complete waste. I did have a few orgasms. He wasn’t terrible in bed; I’d give him that.
I was about to log off my work site when the computer dinged, and an email popped up.
“Approved, but please have your work up-to-date and be ready to login promptly at eight a.m. Monday morning.”