Stolen from various.
The WIP meme: post a single sentence line from each WIP you have (or as many as you want to pick). No context, no explanations.
1. "What do you mean you’re staying in London, requesting a transfer?" Carol Caulfield queried, frowning as she sank into the living room couch, teacup in one hand, phone in the other.
2. "Aye, and of course, as always, you're right," Zacharias smiled crookedly as he peered up into her face. "I would have you know that I am NOT pining after you. And that is not why I've taken to drinking shoddy rum."
3. Nick’s response to that was non-verbal, and he didn’t lower his middle finger until Zach had shut the apartment door behind him.
4. Zoisite's smile widened as his voice softened to a purr. "Well, well... competent, helpful AND pretty. It must be my lucky day today."
5. Newman had been twenty then, a rookie bodyguard for a dandyish teenager with a hotheaded temper and a terribly unwise idealism.
6. "It’s easy. Just like this." Those delicate lips were slightly parted, soft and irresistible, and with his usual recklessness, he leaned in.
7. "A red band tied on the branches of a hawthorn tree is a wish for love."
8. Underneath the table, she kicked the ice-pick heeled Pradas off to the side.
9. The man has a shaggy mane of whiskey-coloured hair that skim his collar and unreadable dark eyes that flash from beneath the brim of his fedora.