Olaf the Troll ,'Showtime'
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or you could leave the question open as to where he is and have him show up later.
I don't want to go that route because I want them to be able to relax a bit not too long after this scene, because this is the phase of the story where they first have The Sex, and they're not the type to stop for sex right in the middle of running for their lives. I mean, they're in love, and in lust, but they're not stupid.
(Annabel's dinnertime. Back later.)
I'd think if one guy runs off hellbent for leather in one direction, and they go off in another direction, they could find a minute to relax not too long afterward. Especially in a cave, where they're not likely to be seen.
One of the agents I queried wrote and said she'd love to read what I've got, and to send it along.
Prepared for the worst, hopeing for the best, and will take all the luck you can send.
Luck! Allyson.
Well, they're not actually going to have sex in the cave--that'd be too soon. It is, however, when all vows of "we must obey all the rules and never for a moment forget who and what we are" start to break down.
Also, note that I couldn't spell "hoping" correctly. Gah I'm nervous.
HMOG Allyson, that's great!
Woohoo! Good luck, Allyson.
And I'm definitely thinking through here to figure out if I've got the right balance of danger and sex, bearing in mind that I'm the type who rolls my eyes forever at a certain type of sex while in Mortal Peril. I'm all, "No. You're not doing that now. There are people with guns CHASING YOU, you don't even have so much as a locked door to protect you, and you're gonna get it on? Nuh-uh. Let me break it to you--until you get away from the people with the guns, flight takes priority over nookie, or I'm doubting your Darwinian fitness."