Free Unlucky In Love by Carmen DeSousa

home?”
    I yawned. “Not too late. It was only around
eleven, but then I’d worked on my computer until four.”
    I didn’t dare tell Eric about my idea to
write a book. Not yet. Nor would I tell Angela, simply because
she’d want to know everything before I was finished.
    This was something I planned to do on my
own. I’d seek help once I finished.

Chapter 9 – New Toys
    As I sat outside the school, waiting for
Eric to finish rehearsals, I typed furiously on my laptop.
    The words had been coming at me with a vengeance as if they’d been waiting for me to
hear them. It had only been a few weeks, and I
was already at sixty thousand words, and I had so many chapters
left to go. This was easily going to be a hundred-thousand-word
romantic-suspense novel.
    Other than driving Eric back and forth to
school and cooking and sleeping, I hadn’t stopped. Even my review
website had succumbed to me posting reviews of books I’d read years
ago.
    I simply had to get the words out of my head
and into the computer. I now understood why authors said that they
had to write to quiet the voices in their heads. Even while I was
trying to finish my current story, a million other ideas kept
barraging my brain. Breaking my no-extra-expenses rule, I finally
just downloaded a writing app on my phone and made folders for each
of the ideas that I came up with, knowing that when I finished this
story, I’d jump right into the next. I was hooked! But right now I
was having fun writing a romantic-suspense novel featuring Seth and me. I would change the names afterward,
but right now it was fun picturing myself in the story.
    “ There he is!” Jana shouted as her ex
took the corner too fast, nearly coming up on two wheels. “He
caught up with us.”
    Seth slammed his foot down hard on the
accelerator, and the Mustang screamed forward, sending a cloud of
dust up into the air behind them. Jana whipped her head around, but
kept low, hoping if her ex-husband was true to his word and started
firing rounds that the trunk and two seat cushions might stop a
bullet from penetrating her skull .
    She had to take the money, though, it was
the only way that she and Seth could escape. At least she knew he wouldn’t report the money
stolen. After all, how would he explain having half a million
dollars in the house?
    Jana ducked as the rear window exploded into
a million pieces, but Seth didn’t even flinch.
    “ Hold on, baby,” was all Seth said as he
jerked the wheel to the left, threading the Mustang between a semi
and SUV as he turned onto a side street.
    Jana held onto ‘OSH’ handle above the door, but still craned her head
to see her ex-husband’s truck get crammed by the SUV. She wasn’t
sure if she was happy that the semi had missed him or not.
    “ You did it, baby!” she screeched as soon
as Seth sped up the on-ramp for the highway. She threw herself
across the seat, nearly sitting on the center console. Who ever
thought center consoles were a good idea?
    Seth turned his head so he could kiss her,
but kept his eyes on the road.
    Jana grabbed his face and locked her lips
with his, loving the way he tasted. Like power and sexuality, and
yet romantic and faithful. She pulled back after a couple of
seconds. “How soon until we reach the border?”
    “ A few hours …”
    “ I can’t wait that long.” She crawled
over the console and straddled him —
    “Jana?”
    Not only had I jumped at the sound of my
name, but I also lifted my computer in front of my face as if
someone who knew me might want to kill me. Okay, maybe I’d
researched a little too many murders for my story.
    Lowering my computer, I peeked out the
window to see Seth standing beside the door. “Oh, hey , Seth!” I said, finally dropping the computer in my
lap again.
    Two creases appeared between his eyebrows as
he laughed. “Do people sneak up on you a lot?”
    I shook my head as I chuckled nervously.
“Seriously, you’d think so, huh? I don’t know why I’m