This is an outtake from In the Distance. If you haven’t read it there will be spoilers.
Our philosophy in writing is throw everything you have in there and then decide what works and doesn’t work after it’s finished and you take a first editing pass through the draft. It was during this first pass (and second and third, and the multiple rounds of edits with our editor at Carina) of our novel, In The Distance, Book Three of our In The Kitchen Series, that we were reminded how rambly we can be. The following scene is a short one, and even though we loved it, it didn’t really add anything extra to the story except for Trevor showing his goofier side. It’s from Trevor’s POV while he’s back in NYC, trying (and failing) to keep things simple and uncomplicated with Tyler.
The article that inspired it can be found HERE, if you’d like to see what your zodiac sign says about your love life.
~Eileen Griffin and Nikka Michaels
Late February – NYC, Grand Central Station
Bored and out of sheer curiosity, I picked up the Glam Style magazine someone had left on my table at the Grand Central Station Cafe. Ten minutes later, my mind was reeling from the “Which Zodiac Lover Are You?” quiz I’d just taken. Apparently Leos burned with fiery passion and took charge in bed. Oh, and they loved it when their lovers played with their luxurious hair. I snorted. I wasn’t sure about the luxurious locks part, but I did love having my hair played with. Suddenly, an idea hit me, and I headed back into the main lobby to scan the enormous green ceiling for a certain zodiacal sign.
“Perfect.” I snapped a picture and sent it to Tyler along with, “Wanna know why I’m the king of the jungle?”
A few minutes went by before my phone pinged. “Grand Central?”
“Do I even want to know?”
“Probably not, but I might be getting a subscription to Glam Style magazine soon.”
“Should I be worried?”
I chuckled and typed out, “Nah, but according to the article I just read, I apparently have really great hair.”
“Gotta run to catch the next subway. TTYL.”
I tucked my phone back into my pocket, but before heading downstairs to catch the next train, I swung back by the cafe and picked up the discarded magazine. By the time I’d reached my platform, I was absorbed in an article about the top ten best sexual positions for the winter. A subscription was looking better and better with every page.
© Nikka Michaels and Eileen Griffin