Here’s another snippet from my upcoming novel, The Nesting Habits of Strange Birds. I’ve skipped a couple sentences ahead from last time, and the kiss that tasted of hot chocolate. We’re still in Phil’s POV, but the first dialogue is Lee’s.
“You really had me going there for a minute; I was afraid you were snapping pictures of your neighbor girls in various stages of undress. Wouldn’t that be a drag? I mean, I’d probably have a black eye right now, right?” Lee laughed.
Phil cut Lee’s melodious laughter short when he jumped up and grabbed his camera and tripod, then cradling them in his arms, he stumbled backward, toward the house. “I-I g-gotta g-go.”
He heard Lee behind him—calling out but not getting any closer—and then he was inside, his feet pounding down the concrete steps. He barely made it to the safety behind his door before the panic gripped him so hard he could barely breathe through the terror.
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