Here's a small snippet from my current work in progress. M/M. still untitled.
She slammed on her brakes so hard she nearly hit her head on the windshield, to keep from hitting Ty Taylor, as he stood boldly before her, with an unbuttoned shirt, snug fitting jeans, and a sexy smile. She took a deep quelling breath. God help her! Ty was the last person she wanted to run into now.