Ten sentences to tease your appetite.
From my current WIP, Sundown and Sorrow.
Her finger threaded over the page and landed on a small satellite city that hung off Washington like the toe of a worn out boot.
“That’s him,” she said. “Monte Claire is right on the boundary of Prince William Forest Park.”
“Bingo,” Cass said, giving her an excited, toothy grin. It traveled to his eyes and lit up his face. He really was a looker. Strong Wilder cheekbones and jaw, vivid, intense eyes and a bloody nice mouth. The whole family had been blessed with the tall dark and handsome gene, even the only girl, Ariel, but Cass had got the best of their impressive genetic code.
Or maybe it was just the gentleness about him that the rest of his family lacked. Whether it was genes or nature, it worked.