We are 8k into this book and I finally finished up the first chapter a couple days ago. As I was working on chapter two I realized… things might be getting a little spicy right off the bat and y’all are my people because you concur that launching right into a lil spice is a-ok.
I’m pretty sure the last time I wrote a scene like this I was a never-been-kissed teenager who had raging hormones and my only outlet was to write romance scenes that exposed my deepest desires (which, lets be real, as a repressed Christian teen was basically just making out).
I’d also like to give an acknowledgement to the v spicy dream I had the other night as inspiration for this scene. Shouts out to never having a slut phase and having to live it out through my dreams and written characters.
![This print feels even more relevant today. We all joke about the dumpster fire of [insert year here], but the important message of this image to me is that *we persist* through the horrors. We stand, we fight— maybe for ourselves, maybe for oth](https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/574dddd6d51cd4bc35c1609a/1730935170369-03GPKQ5NF73VAE65RHO6/image-asset.jpeg)
