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jumped ship for Ohio.
"No, I just saw how we wanted different
things, is all," Axel replied and sipped his beer. "Anyway, my
daughters did not like her. It was a problem."
Selene did not know what to say and stayed
quiet, taking in all he said.
"So now that you heard the story of my life,
tell me your story," Axel said and smiled at her uncomfortable
look.
"Selene is a writer," Darcy chimed and Selene
sent her a scathing look.
"What do you write?" Axel said in
interest.
"I'm writing a novel."
"About what?" Axel persisted and Selene could
feel her face grow hot.
"It's a romance novel," Darcy supplied and
sipped her drink. "She's been writing it for six months."
Selene wanted the boat they sat in to sink at
that moment, too embarrassed to face Axel's amusement. Jim had
laughed his head off when he learned she was writing a romance
novel.
"That's great, Selene." Axel's tone was
sincere. "What's it about?"
"You don't have to pretend to be
interested."
"No, I’m, I swear," Axel said and grinned. "I
had sisters. They had those books. I used to read the sex parts in
the bathroom sometimes."
Darcy hooted with laughter at that.
Selene smiled, imagining what Axel was doing
in the bathroom with one of those books.
"It's not as easy as you would think." Selene
grimaced. "Getting all the time period stuff right is
nerve-wracking. I had my character using a pistol before they were
even invented, stuff like that."
Axel seemed impressed. "I never got past
college term papers, that's impressive, Selene. Why are you acting
like your embarrassed?"
Selene looked down at her drink. "My husband
mocked me quite a bit when I was researching the genre. He said
they were 'smut books', and I would never be taken serious for my
writing if I chose to write one."
"Ouch! Nice guy. Why did not he just cut off
your hands while he was at it so you could not write at all?"
Darcy seemed to enjoy that and chortled into
her drink. Selene could see Darcy was getting a buzz on now. She
had never had anything stronger than a fuzzy navel in her life. The
bourbon would go to her head quick.
"He only reads the New York Times, what does
that tell you?" Selene joked. "We live in Grand Blanc,
Michigan."
Axel nodded. "I know guys like that. They are
too good for everyone. Ah well, when you get published you can send
him an autographed copy of your book."
"I have to finish it yet."
"Where are you at in it?" Axel asked.
"Chapter eight, but I have some revisions to
do." She did not need Axel knowing she was carrying on a psychotic
relationship with a character in her book.
"If you ever want someone to give you a guy’s
point of view, I'm open."
Thinking she already had that living in her
computer made her smile. Tristan was determined to have something
to say about everything she wrote now. He was getting bossy
too.
"I'll let ya know."
Darcy noticed she was being stalked by a guy
near the bar and giggled as the man did his best to catch her eye.
"I think I'm going to like this place."
Selene saw the man saunter over and grimaced.
He had long, brown hair, wore a Harley t-shirt, and had a chain key
ring on his hip. She cringed inwardly at the tattoos up and down
his forearms. He smiled at Darcy and nodded to Axel.
"Hey what's up, Sal?" Axel asked. "How are
things at the plant?"
"Same old, you know what." Sal looked at
Darcy with a crooked smile. "I need a pool partner. You wanna join
me, beautiful?"
Darcy giggled again and Selene looked at her
friend in amazement as she nodded and got up. She took her drink
with her and followed the longhaired Sal to the pool tables in the
corner.
"Sal's a good guy. She'll be ok, but he's a
shark at pool."
Selene relaxed and realized she and Axel were
alone. She felt shy suddenly.
"Did my asking about the divorce bother you?"
he asked suddenly, his blue eyes concerned.
"No, I should be used to it by now," Selene
replied reluctantly. "You never think it's going to end up this way
when you get married. It's
"No, I just saw how we wanted different
things, is all," Axel replied and sipped his beer. "Anyway, my
daughters did not like her. It was a problem."
Selene did not know what to say and stayed
quiet, taking in all he said.
"So now that you heard the story of my life,
tell me your story," Axel said and smiled at her uncomfortable
look.
"Selene is a writer," Darcy chimed and Selene
sent her a scathing look.
"What do you write?" Axel said in
interest.
"I'm writing a novel."
"About what?" Axel persisted and Selene could
feel her face grow hot.
"It's a romance novel," Darcy supplied and
sipped her drink. "She's been writing it for six months."
Selene wanted the boat they sat in to sink at
that moment, too embarrassed to face Axel's amusement. Jim had
laughed his head off when he learned she was writing a romance
novel.
"That's great, Selene." Axel's tone was
sincere. "What's it about?"
"You don't have to pretend to be
interested."
"No, I’m, I swear," Axel said and grinned. "I
had sisters. They had those books. I used to read the sex parts in
the bathroom sometimes."
Darcy hooted with laughter at that.
Selene smiled, imagining what Axel was doing
in the bathroom with one of those books.
"It's not as easy as you would think." Selene
grimaced. "Getting all the time period stuff right is
nerve-wracking. I had my character using a pistol before they were
even invented, stuff like that."
Axel seemed impressed. "I never got past
college term papers, that's impressive, Selene. Why are you acting
like your embarrassed?"
Selene looked down at her drink. "My husband
mocked me quite a bit when I was researching the genre. He said
they were 'smut books', and I would never be taken serious for my
writing if I chose to write one."
"Ouch! Nice guy. Why did not he just cut off
your hands while he was at it so you could not write at all?"
Darcy seemed to enjoy that and chortled into
her drink. Selene could see Darcy was getting a buzz on now. She
had never had anything stronger than a fuzzy navel in her life. The
bourbon would go to her head quick.
"He only reads the New York Times, what does
that tell you?" Selene joked. "We live in Grand Blanc,
Michigan."
Axel nodded. "I know guys like that. They are
too good for everyone. Ah well, when you get published you can send
him an autographed copy of your book."
"I have to finish it yet."
"Where are you at in it?" Axel asked.
"Chapter eight, but I have some revisions to
do." She did not need Axel knowing she was carrying on a psychotic
relationship with a character in her book.
"If you ever want someone to give you a guy’s
point of view, I'm open."
Thinking she already had that living in her
computer made her smile. Tristan was determined to have something
to say about everything she wrote now. He was getting bossy
too.
"I'll let ya know."
Darcy noticed she was being stalked by a guy
near the bar and giggled as the man did his best to catch her eye.
"I think I'm going to like this place."
Selene saw the man saunter over and grimaced.
He had long, brown hair, wore a Harley t-shirt, and had a chain key
ring on his hip. She cringed inwardly at the tattoos up and down
his forearms. He smiled at Darcy and nodded to Axel.
"Hey what's up, Sal?" Axel asked. "How are
things at the plant?"
"Same old, you know what." Sal looked at
Darcy with a crooked smile. "I need a pool partner. You wanna join
me, beautiful?"
Darcy giggled again and Selene looked at her
friend in amazement as she nodded and got up. She took her drink
with her and followed the longhaired Sal to the pool tables in the
corner.
"Sal's a good guy. She'll be ok, but he's a
shark at pool."
Selene relaxed and realized she and Axel were
alone. She felt shy suddenly.
"Did my asking about the divorce bother you?"
he asked suddenly, his blue eyes concerned.
"No, I should be used to it by now," Selene
replied reluctantly. "You never think it's going to end up this way
when you get married. It's
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