It's weekend, and time for more Rainbow Snippets! The Rainbow Snippets group on Facebook asks its members to share six sentence snippets from their work each weekend. Check out the group's Facebook page to read all the snippets and add lots of great books to your TBR. You'll find all sorts of books with the common thread that the main character identifies as LGBTQ.
I'm sharing snippets from The Spymaster's Secret over the next few weeks to celebrate the book's third birthday. The Spymaster's Secret is an opposites attract romance between a flirtatious, outgoing royal with hidden depths and an older, serious widowed father with very mysterious work. Which our young royal is quite curious about. And you know what they say about curiosity. Last week, I shared a snippet from Alexander and Faelen's preparations for the masquerade ball. This week, I thought I would give you a glimpse at the ball itself...and Alexander's flirtation with Marcus there.
Alexander tilted his head as he contemplated Marcus. “What is it? What are you thinking?”
Marcus needed to divert Alexander away from his actual thoughts. Because he couldn’t tell him, not when Marcus had been trying to avoid those feelings. Before he could find the words, Alexander’s eyes darkened, something coming into them as he watched Marcus steadily. His lips curved more, just a hint of a seductive smile, and Marcus shook his head immediately in denial.
“Alexander.”
His smile didn’t falter at Marcus’s quietly voiced admonishment. If anything, it grew. “Marcus.”
His name in that low, teasing tone rippled through him, leaving heat in its wake. “We can’t do this.”
Alexander’s eyes widened behind the mask, before he lowered his lashes to veil them. “I didn’t ask you to do anything. But maybe I will now.”
“Alexander.”
He ignored the repressive tone again. “Dance with me.”
“You—you want me to dance with you?”
“We are at a ball.” Those peridot eyes glittered flirtatiously. “At balls, people dance. I enjoy dancing. I think I might enjoy it very much with you.”
Marcus needed to divert Alexander away from his actual thoughts. Because he couldn’t tell him, not when Marcus had been trying to avoid those feelings. Before he could find the words, Alexander’s eyes darkened, something coming into them as he watched Marcus steadily. His lips curved more, just a hint of a seductive smile, and Marcus shook his head immediately in denial.
“Alexander.”
His smile didn’t falter at Marcus’s quietly voiced admonishment. If anything, it grew. “Marcus.”
His name in that low, teasing tone rippled through him, leaving heat in its wake. “We can’t do this.”
Alexander’s eyes widened behind the mask, before he lowered his lashes to veil them. “I didn’t ask you to do anything. But maybe I will now.”
“Alexander.”
He ignored the repressive tone again. “Dance with me.”
“You—you want me to dance with you?”
“We are at a ball.” Those peridot eyes glittered flirtatiously. “At balls, people dance. I enjoy dancing. I think I might enjoy it very much with you.”
You can find more about The Spymaster's Secret here. Thanks for reading today, and I hope you're staying safe and well!
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