I’m so excited to participate in Riverina Romantic’s first MUSIC FOR THE MUSE Challenge.
How it works: Each month Jodie will present a few songs to choose from. You then have to pick a song and write a scene or a story concept. It’s only for a bit of fun. The writing isn’t polished or perfected, its just a chance to let the muse run wild and come up with some great ideas. There are no limitations, so if you are interested in taking part please do. If you have your own blog or website please link your post to the linky below and if you don’t feel free to leave your writing challenge in the comments section at the MUSIC FOR THE MUSE post on Riverina Romantics.
My music prompt is The Band Perry’s Walk Me Down The Middle:
The Boardwalk Scene:
The familiar ballad brought Ashleigh back to a time when life was sweet and uncomplicated. She raked the ends of James’ hair through her fingers and caressed his neck as they rocked to the music in unison. All doubts of meeting him at the boardwalk bar faded as his familiar scent took over her senses. She nestled her head in the perfect spot under his chin.
“How did you know I was back in town?” she asked.
“It’s a small town. People talk. You know that better than anyone, Ash. It’s why you left in the first place. I couldn’t let you leave without seeing you again.” His words sliced through her and she recalled their last conversation before she left her hometown years ago. She was heartless, but it was the only way to make a clean break.
“How about another beer?” he asked.
As they walked back to the bar, Ashleigh noticed two attractive women staring at her. “Hello, James,” one of them said. He kept walking and placed his hand on Ashleigh’s back to keep her from stopping. He nodded at the women, “Hello, Jane, Carrie, have a nice night.” Ashleigh could almost feel their stares burning through her back.
“Ex-girlfriends?” she asked.
“Ah, no, not ex-girlfriends, they’re Rebecca’s friends.”
“That explains the daggers they were throwing at me.”
“Yeah, Rebecca is out of town this week otherwise she would have been here too. Now that would have been interesting,” he laughed. “Hey, are you up to going somewhere else?”
They walked in silence toward the pier. It was the same path they had taken so many times before. The sounds of the surf jogged memories of nights spent on the beach with James. She stopped at the railing and looked out over the water.
“I don’t understand. Why would you want to meet me there, out of all places? It’s obviously a bar you go to with Rebecca. Didn’t you think that the chances were pretty good that it would get back to her?”
“It doesn’t matter, like I told you on the phone, its not serious. Sure, she won’t see me again but that’s okay. I’m not going settle on a relationship just because easy and convenient. That’s what Rebecca is, convenient. But I think we’re done focusing on my relationship – now it’s your turn. Do you love him?”
She was caught off guard with that question and the edge in his voice. She turned and leaned her elbows on the railing and looked out over the water again, she couldn’t look at him.
“He’s a good man and he adores me. I’m ready to settle down with someone, it’s what I need right now.”
His body pressed into her back. She shivered from the sensation of his fingers trailing down her arms. His hands covered hers on the railing and his breath was heavy next to her ear.
“You didn’t answer the question. Do you love him?”
She closed her eyes and leaned into his strong, familiar body. He grabbed her hand, spun her around and pinned her against the railing. His was mouth closing down on hers. She looked into his darkening eyes.
“Damn it, Ash, answer me.”
“No,” she whispered.
She moaned into his mouth as his lips crushed hers. His hands cupped her face as he nibbled and teased her bottom lip. His lips upon hers sent shivers up her spine. She wrapped her hands around his neck and parted her lips. Their tongues met and intertwined into the same slow dance she remembered. She sighed deeply as she surrendered her body. Her hands outlined the muscular planes of his back as they traveled downward. His hardness pushed against her stomach and sent a growing need straight into her core.
His lips softly brushed against hers before pulling away. She didn’t want it to stop. Leaning upward, she sought his mouth once more. Refusing her advance, he grabbed her shoulders and touched his forehead to hers. His eyes bore into her soul and melted any lingering twinges of resistance.
“Come back to me, Ashleigh.”