I just got the last revised file back to the nice folks at Goodreads. They’re coordinating a massive undertaking of around stories written to a picture prompt and a letter from a reader. I enjoy writing to a prompt, and while stories swirled in my head for several of the requests, I glommed onto this one.
I am there for every game, eyes focused on one player alone. My heart speeds up as I watch his hair fly and legs pump as he races down the field. My sweat beads and falls down my back in tandem with his the longer the game continues.
Today is the day. It’s my birthday, and I promised myself that I would gather the courage to introduce myself, to be close for even a moment and who knows what might happen? I can dream, can’t I?
Well, Melanie gave me a nice juicy idea to work with, and the story will be along any day now at the M/M Romance Group. If you don’t belong, come join.
Scrum is 10k of sexy rugby goodness. And that handsome guy? His name is Yves.