Desire Leads To Trouble...

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This #writerwednesday I am sharing a post from my old blog, Writing My Dreams. It's a snippet from my third novel, Is The Grass Really Greener? Read on...

Today's #writerwednesday brings a sample from one of my earlier books, Is The Grass Really Greener? I have found that in life we often lose a sense of appreciation for what we have been blessed with. We find ourselves comparing our lives to others and wanting to sample a different portion of life.

We question what if my funds looked like this? Or what if my body was shaped like that? Or what if I had done this instead of that? And worse yet, when a woman is in a lonely marriage she may even begin to seek attention elsewhere. Well that's exactly where Davina finds herself as she begins to experience a significant weight loss. And it can only lead to one place...trouble!

Is The Grass Really Greener is a women's fiction story focused on the tale of five best friends struggling with their current life situation. They each are looking for something better in life and as they envy one another, they began to take steps that they may soon regret. Their choices brings their morals into question, they step beyond the boundaries of sanity, and steeped in drama they even create scandals.


EXCERPT IS THE GRASS REALLY GREENER?

CHAPTER 40 - WHEN THE GLASS OVERFLOWS _DAVINA


“I feel great; I’m down another 20 pounds with only 15 more to go and I have more energy than I did before. You know you could not have told me a year ago any of this was possible. I didn’t see my weight as being an issue really and I wasn’t concerned with my health, but I feel like a new woman,” Davina revealed as the glow on her face shone through.

“That’s good, the most important thing is not how much weight you’ve lost, but how you feel on the inside. I want you to take a break once a week though, working out seven days isn’t recommended, even for a fitness lover like me,” Keith replied, sitting on the floor in front of Davina as she straddled the leg press.

“Quit playing, you work out every day…” Davina said, swatting at him playfully.

He avoided her swat and grabbed her by the hand as leverage to pull up into a standing position. “No, I just walk or run on Sundays, I don’t actually work out; at least not in this form and you shouldn’t either.”

“But it gives me something to do and keeps me motivated,” she began as she stood up next to him, still smiling. “Besides, the kids stay busy with their friends and extracurricular activities and my husband is always traveling with his business. He doesn’t even have time to coach the boys’ football team anymore. So I have to do something that is all about Davina,” she shared.

“Well you can still do that and it doesn’t have to be about working out. Go out with friends, treat yourself to a movie, go to a museum or park, anything just have a day of relaxation for yourself,” Keith said, following behind her as she began to head towards the room’s exit door.

“Yeah, I probably could do something like that. My girlfriends and I meet up to have our monthly time together, but other than that we’ve all become consumed with our lives. I will have to overcome my fear of looking strange by going out to the movies or dinner alone,” she giggled, imagining the thought.

“You don’t have to go alone; we can go do something together. I’m always free on the weekends, my part-time staff does most of the work then,” he said in a low inviting tone. They were the only two left in the gym on a Friday night. He was following behind her prepared to lock the doors after setting the alarm so they could exit the building.

Davina came to a standstill and turned around to address this last comment, not realizing he was so close. She bumped into him and the two became frozen in time. The tension between the two of them was so thick, you could feel the heat emanating from them both whenever they were close to one another. The emotions they had been ignoring for the past three months with the slightest brush of a fingertip, batting of the eyes, or smile at one another finally came to a head. She had called Keith a week after their arrival back to town from the family reunion when she found herself alone and scheduled a workout. They had changed their once a week routine into a four day a week routine. The other three days she worked out at home. And now they could not ignore what had been transpiring any longer.

Keith bent slightly and brushed his lips across hers, looking into her eyes for the invitation to go further. And when she did not reject him or close her eyes, he placed his right hand lightly at the small of her back. He licked her lips and found her parting them, hungering to taste the inside of his mouth the way he desired to taste hers. There was a minty taste on her breath from the gum she had been chewing earlier and they lost themselves in their kisses and caresses.

Davina began to grind against his pelvis and he grabbed her plump behind pulling her in closer to him.

She felt her pulse racing and her heart pounding in her chest. This man, this man, this man…what the hell? She suddenly pulled back, wiping her moist lips with the back of her right hand.

She couldn’t believe she had done this; she was a married woman with three kids and had no right to be here in this place at this time. Keith held her head up and holding her head in his hands, he looked into her eyes.

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Chelle Ramsey