Gimme some playful banter!

Here’s mine:

“You’re so lucky I love you, stud.”

“And you’re so lucky we’re late,” pausing, I peered up at her and broke into a devious grin, “or else I’d put you over my knee to finish what I started.”

She grinned right back at me. Just as devious. “Is that a promise?”

“Consider it a threat.”

If you’re an author…

Share a few lines of playful dialogue and ONE link to your book or website. If you’re a reader, sit back and enjoy the comments!


Mistress Ann

3 thoughts on “Gimme some playful banter!

  1. Okay, Mistress Ann had to help me with this one cos yeah, I don’t write a lot of playful banter in my books! Here’s a bit from One . . .

    “You’re not the only one who feels self-conscious and has things about themselves they don’t like,” he told her. “I hate my name.”
    “Xavier Montague? It’s a fine name.”
    “Xavier is my middle name. My parents thought that since my father’s last name is Montague it would be cute to name me Romeo.”
    Annabelle attempted to stifle a giggle. “Romeo Montague? Like from Romeo and Juliet?”
    “Yep.” Seeing Annabelle’s mood lighten made him actually not hate his name for the first time since he was about nine.

  2. “Is that a blush I see?” Lynn laughed.
    “Men do not blush. Therefore, I am not blushing. Would you care to take a stroll down this aisle? I’m suddenly feeling hungry. Do you think they carry edible underwear?”
    Lynn slapped his shoulder playfully. “Elliot Duncan, don’t speak so loudly. Saying such things. What happens if Laura heard you? I would love to watch you talk your way out of that one.”
    His smile dipped. What a horrible conversation that would be if it ever occurred. He slowly replaced his smile with a devious grin as he leaned in and whispered delicately in her ear, “I see a future shopping trip, just the two of us. This might be my new favorite aisle in the store. You’ve been down this aisle before, haven’t you? What was your favorite thing, Lynn? I’m dying to know.”
    He kissed her neck before backing away. She looked into his eyes as she leaned into him this time. “I think my favorite thing was the glow-in-the-dark condoms. I was really curious how they would look in the dark. What do you think it would look like? Or maybe the pair of pink fluffy handcuffs. Would you like to handcuff me, Elliot?”
    She backed up a step. His jaw dropped that she would say something so bold, so brazen.
    “Men do blush, Elliot, or at least, you do. It’s very cute.”

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