Tuesday, August 2, 2016
The last five lines I added to my current WIP (unedited):
He wiped his damp palms on his black jeans, shrugged his shoulders in the hopes of loosening up a bit, and tapped on the doorjamb.
"Come in."A shiver raced up and down his spine, and his muscles tightened. He wouldn't mind hearing that soft-spoken alto for the rest of his life.