{"id":755,"date":"2013-06-21T07:24:00","date_gmt":"2013-06-21T13:24:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/more-of-the-novel-just-a-tiny-bit\/"},"modified":"2023-08-15T18:49:54","modified_gmt":"2023-08-15T18:49:54","slug":"more-of-the-novel-just-a-tiny-bit","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/2013\/06\/21\/more-of-the-novel-just-a-tiny-bit\/","title":{"rendered":"More of the Novel &#8212; Just a Tiny Bit"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>He listened for a moment longer. &nbsp;The quality of her voice made him wonder, for a fleeting second, if her face would correspond to the soft strands he heard.<br \/>He knocked on the open door. &nbsp; [&#8230;]&nbsp;Swiftly she called out in French that she would be there in a jiffy, washed the quiche dough from her hands, draped the kitchen towel over her shoulder, and walked to meet the stranger on the terrace. &nbsp;She pulled aside the lace curtains as Richard turned.<br \/><a name='more'><\/a>The surprise was simultaneous and mutual, though for very different reasons.<br \/>[&#8230;] He was lean, yet muscular, and he was quite handsome, she thought, inspecting him casually with an artist&#8217;s eye for beauty. &nbsp;His light brown hair fell carelessly over a wide forehead; a straight, aquiline nose preceded a full mouth, framed by a strong jaw-line; and the man had remarkable eyes of gray-blue. &nbsp;Quite remarkable indeed, she thought. &nbsp;She must remember to use them in her illustrations.<br \/>Richard&#8217;s surprise, on the other hand, was from the impact the woman made on him. &nbsp;The attraction was quick and hard, like a gut punch. &nbsp;As he faced her, he could only think her looks matched her voice. &nbsp;He blinked. &nbsp;&#8220;Mrs. Martinez?&#8221; (bits from ch. 2 &amp; 3).<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>He listened for a moment longer. &nbsp;The quality of her voice made him wonder, for a fleeting second, if her face would correspond to the soft strands he heard.He knocked on the open door. &nbsp; [&#8230;]&nbsp;Swiftly she called out in French that she would be there in a jiffy, washed the quiche dough from her &#8230; <a title=\"More of the Novel &#8212; Just a Tiny Bit\" class=\"read-more\" href=\"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/2013\/06\/21\/more-of-the-novel-just-a-tiny-bit\/\" aria-label=\"Read more about More of the Novel &#8212; Just a Tiny Bit\">Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-755","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-welcome-to-my-blog"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/755","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=755"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/755\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2739,"href":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/755\/revisions\/2739"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=755"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=755"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mariaelenawrites.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=755"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}