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I crack my knuckles as I sit up higher in the chair. I tend to hunch over when I’m writing something especially interesting. I’ve set the stage for my heroine. She’s going to be spending the night at the grumpy ranger’s cabin, but little does she know that she won’t be able to leave for the next week or so. Driven by the tension that arises in close quarters, she’s going to end up in bed with all three of them—the ranger, the paramedic, and the vet. In fact, I already jumped ahead and wrote the first sex scene, and it happens in front of the fireplace.
I’ve already outlined the next couple scenes, including the lovemaking ones. I like to have a clear vision of what happens next, because I don’t see it in my own life. Well, that changed last night.
My pussy throbs at the memory.
I stare at my phone. The charge has dropped to fifty percent now, and there’s no signal. Is someone trying to contact me? I don’t have many friends in the city, my parents are dead, and Elena doesn’t check up on me often when I’m writing because she knows I’m in my zone. If something were to happen to me up here, would anyone even know what happened? The brothers don’t seem exactly harmless. There’s a little darkness to them, even Artie.
There’s a knock at the door, pulling me back to the present. The door opens, and Artie appears.
“Hey,” he says. “What’s up with you?”
“Sorry, I really got in the zone,” I say sheepishly, closing my laptop screen.
“That’s all right. Did you get any writing done?”
“Yeah, I’ve written almost twenty-five pages!” I say excitedly.
“Wow, that’s great,” he says. “So, does that mean yesterday worked for you?”
I chuckle. “Well, obviously. But—”
Artie’s face drops. “But?”
I hesitate.
“It’s all right, you can say it,” Artie says confidently. “Any kind of feedback is welcomed.”
“It’s just that…well, since we’re out of electricity, I can’t really charge either my laptop or phone,” I say. “I don’t know how much longer I can write on it.”
Artie looks visibly relieved. “I thought you were…” He drifts off.
“I was?” I say, batting my eyes innocently.
He laughs. “Ollie is right. You really are something.”
I smile. “I like to keep people on their toes. It comes with the job.”
“I bet,” he says. “So, are you really famous in your genre?”
“I wouldn’t say that,” I say. “I make a decent income, but I’m definitely not famous enough to have people come up to me on the streets or something.”
“Gotcha,” Artie says. “I still think you’re playing it cool.”
“I’m hardly humble,” I say. “But I love that I can make a living out of writing books. It’s kind of been my childhood dream.”
“What are you guys doing up there?” comes a voice from downstairs.
Artie smiles. “Come on, let’s go downstairs, or my brothers might think I’m trying to steal you from them.”
I shake my head, following him out the door. Ollie and Ed are on the couch beside the fireplace.
“Just so you know, we keep the fire going only on special occasions,” Ollie says as I take a seat opposite him.
“That faint buzz I hear from outside…what is it?”
“It’s the generator,” Ed says. “It gives us the power backup.”
“Yeah, we only keep what’s necessary, like the lights and the central heating, so we don’t freeze to death inside the cabin,” Artie says. “But Susan has been having trouble writing. She’s going to run out of her laptop charge soon.”
