Current WIP Teaser

WIP Teaser

So no real release date or title yet. I'm leaning towards Bidding On You as the title, but not sure yet.

Still not quite sure where the overall story is going yet, but I'm about ten chapters in and thought I'd share a little snippet.

I still need to find a sensitivity reader, but this particular snippet is one that I'll fight to keep in the book even if my editing takes me in another direction, so I think it's pretty safe to share it.

Qi and Tristan are on a dinner and a movie date, they've left the restaurant and are arm-in-arm heading towards the movie theatre.

Teaser~

(Qi's POV)

As we head towards the movie theater, Tristan leans into my ear and responds to my earlier lament about him taking all the loss. “Never once have you lied or led me on. You told me from the very beginning what I was up against, so if this doesn’t go my way, then I’m a fully aware adult-in-training who knew the odds upfront. Besides, even if I don’t win your heart, I still won your friendship at the very least, and that alone is worth every effort I’ve already put in and more,” he says earnestly.

I stop, the world almost spinning at his words. I know he likes me, but it’s in these simple things he says that makes me really feel how deep that is for him and it just confuses me. He’s the epitome of some magical fairy tale prince, and I’m just… me.

I look up at Tristan, the sincerity in his gaze as he looks at me and I almost choke on it. That realization that I’m desired that much by someone as amazing as him. “Why me, Tristan? I’ve never done anything to deserve this much consideration. You make me out to be some ethereal prize and I’m only just me,” I ask in a daze.

Tristan gives me a lopsided smile and tucks a tendril of my hair that had fallen loose back behind my ear. “But just you is all I’ve ever wanted. I’m not putting you on some magical pedestal. The more I know you, the more I see you. And the more I see you, the more I want you. To you, you are just you, but to me, you are my reason. My reason for wanting to be better. My reason for smiling. My reason for understanding myself and the world around me better. My reason for finally breaking through the fog of apathy I've been drowning in for far too long. The more I see you, the more the world makes sense to me, Qi,” he says plainly.

I can’t help the raw emotion that floods through me at that. It’s visceral and overwhelming and I know that I’m looking at everything I’ve ever wanted in a partner, but I still don’t know if it’s enough. This crash of want and neutrality almost warring inside of me takes my breath away. Before I can think it through I almost fall into him, throwing my arms around him and burying my face into the crook of his neck.

His arms immediately wrap around me and he pulls me in tight. This weight of safety, a net of security, and this deep sense of longing rivet through me. “I don’t know what it’s worth, but I don’t think I’ve ever hoped to fall in love with someone as much as I hope I’ll fall in love with you,” I whisper into Tristan’s skin.

Tristan’s arm tightens around me and he drops his head into my hair to give me a kiss on the head. It’s both odd and ridiculously endearing and it makes the revelation coursing through me all that more tangible. I want him, I just don’t know if that’s in a way that will ever be enough for either of us. I pull away from him with a sniffle. I’m never gonna find out if we don’t keep going. It’s either keep digging and hope, or throw in the towel and always wonder.