Yay! Welcome back to my blog for installment #6 from my upcoming novella OPEN HOUSE: Pool of Souls. So glad you came by. Be sure to visit www.sixsunday.com for more links to other fabulous blogs.
The man who got out of the driver’s side of the truck was Robert. He had changed quite a bit from his skinny, black glasses, and pocket protector days. Though he had been adorable to her back in high school, looking at him now, she felt a rush of heated desire. His dark hair was cut short and his narrow rim glasses framed a handsome chiseled face. The familiar square jaw was more defined that she remembered and he wore a five o’clock shadow very well. He was wearing loose jeans, a bright turquoise polo shirt, and a pair or well-worn brown sandals –Texas casual.