Blurb-
Dr Beth
Andrew’s first foreign excavation as a site leader, which she co-run’s with the
American archaeologist Dr Harrison Harris, gets off to a shaky start due
to the jealous interference of Harrison’s ex, and an overzealous student...
Love and lust really can cloud even the cleverest person’s judgement!
I
should of course stress that the “happenings” within Digging Deep’s virtual pages are all fiction (well, nearly all) -
although there was a snake...I really don’t like being surprised by snakes...
...Beth
cut through a layer of denser sand, wishing Ryan wasn’t working the section
directly behind her. She daren’t turn to check he was all right like she did
her other students. The last time she’d done so, she had caught him ogling her
butt with a suggestive wiggle of his eyebrows, which couldn’t have been
mistaken for anything other than the type of lustful intentions her own
imagination had just so colourfully displayed to her. Ever since then, she had
been more than a little self-conscious of the stretch of her cotton combats
over her backside.
Crouching on her haunches, letting her eyes
roam across the site as a whole, Beth struck Ryan from her mind, and began
weighing up the significance of what she was excavating in relation to what
else was opening up on the dig before her. As she leant in closer, a glitter of
something just below the upper level of the sand caught her eye. Trailing her
brush across the yellow surface, she mentally listed all the hidden things that
might shine: mosaic tesserae, jewellery, votive offerings to the gods …
With a sharp scream, Beth stumbled backwards
out of her square in a mad scramble to escape. Her find was none of the things
archaeologists’ dream of uncovering. In the haste to get away, her left foot caught on the
guide string that divided her metre section from the next. Tripping, she fell
heavily backwards.
Flushed with
an embarrassment that enflamed her already pinkened features, Beth found
herself being scooped onto Ryan’s lap, his arms wrapped protectively around
her.
Alerted by
the unexpected shriek, the other students in the immediate vicinity began to
gather round. Most of them, however, backed away the moment they saw what had
caused Beth’s unusual lack of professionalism; except for the leggy American,
who looked at Ryan in disgust, pointedly rolled her eyes at Beth, and returned
to her work.
Beth didn’t
have time to think about the blonde’s unsympathetic reaction. All her attention
was on the bronze snake which hadn’t appreciated its home being disturbed by an
inquisitive human. She was convinced it was staring straight at her, its tongue
flicking, smelling the air around it in an accusatory manner.
Her initial
shock subsiding, and abruptly sensible of where she was, and how it must appear
to see one of the supervisors in the embrace of a student, Beth scrambled
shakily to her feet. She wasn’t sure if she was more mortified by her public
reaction to the snake, or by the fact that her body felt more than a little
content at being cradled so protectively in Ryan’s arms so recently after her
erotic ruminations had headed in his direction. ‘I’m sorry, everyone! That was
a bit of a shock. I’m not good with snakes.’
‘Don’t worry
about it, boss.’ Ryan ran a consoling hand down Beth’s cotton-covered arm,
creating small prickles of uninvited lust that appeared on top of the prickles
of fear already there, and sending them both tripping towards her crotch.
Rueing her
kinky imagination, Beth took another step away from her student. Moving rather
too fast, she collided with the stocky frame of Harrison Harris. He’d crossed
the site on his ever-silent feet to see what all the fuss was about without her
even noticing, causing Beth to jump out of her skin for a second time.
‘Honestly. Harrison, don’t you ever make a sound when you move?’
‘Hardly
ever!’ He treated her to one of his Colorado smiles, making Beth suspect that
he was privately laughing at her. ‘You OK, doll?’
Not stopping
to waste her breath on asking him for the umpteenth time not to call her
“doll”, Beth did her best to ignore the twinkle in Harrison’s eye that
confirmed he found the situation hilarious, and settled for being grateful that
he hadn’t vocalised his mirth in front of their charges.
‘I’m fine.
The snake took me by surprise.’
Beth had no
doubt this little episode would be site folklore by dinner time. She didn’t
usually care about that sort of thing, and was always one of the first to laugh
when she made a fool of herself, but now she found her face darkening with
embarrassment in the face of her colleague.
‘Is that
all?’ Harrison bent down and retrieved the brush Beth had abandoned in her
hurry to move away from the snake. ‘You’re sure?’
‘I’m sure.
Just shock. I don’t like snakes. I haven’t damaged anything, I hope.’
‘No harm
done.’ Harrison shot Ryan a look which plainly said “this time”, making Beth
wonder if the timing of the breaking of the mosaic had gone unnoticed after
all. ‘Here you go, doll.’ He gestured to the creature. ‘He’s just a sand snake.
Won’t do you any harm. I’ll move him somewhere safe.’
‘Thank you.’
Beth’s words came out rather weakly as the unfortunate creature was picked up
and repositioned against a dune of previously excavated sand, into which it
quickly disappeared. Seeing Harrison rehome the creature with no more fuss than
if he’d moved a worm from a flower bed to a vegetable patch made Beth even more
cross with herself for being so feeble in front of a man she’d so badly wanted
to impress. She found herself babbling in explanation, ‘Insects I have no
problem with. Spiders are cool. But snakes … I can’t stand them.’
This time
Harrison did laugh openly, wiping one of his calloused palms across his forehead,
smearing dirt into his spiky hair and knocking back his faded Stetson in the
process. ‘You’re a regular Indiana Jones, doll!’
Keen to keep
the general atmosphere light, Beth added, ‘Well. As long as I don’t get chased
by any oversized boulders or attacked by a tribe of pygmies with blowpipes then
I guess I can live with the comparison!’
Taking a
hefty swig from her water bottle, she smiled, relieved that her ability to
laugh at herself was finally reasserting itself after days of being diminished
by the heat.
Harrison grinned as he strolled to his side of the
dig. ‘Gotta love that dry English sense of humour, doll.’
Beth called
after him, ‘Thanks for the snake removal, Harry.’
He kept
walking as he corrected her. ‘Harrison. It’s Harrison, I told you. I don’t like
being called Harry.’
She shouted
at his retreating back, ‘And I don’t like being referred to as a doll. It makes
me sound like a character in an American B-movie! Message received?’
Still
laughing, Harrison didn’t look round, but held up a hand as if in defeat.
‘Gotcha, doll! Message received.’...
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you’d like to find out what happens next, then Digging Deep is available as an e-novella or paperback from all good retailers, including–
Happy reading,
Kay
xx
Bio-
Kay Jaybee wrote The
Perfect SubmissiveTrilogy, (Xcite, 2012-2014), Making Him Wait, (Sweetmeats Press, 2012), The Voyeur (Xcite, 2012),
as well as the novellas, Digging Deep
(Xcite, 2013), A Sticky Situation,
(Xcite, 2012), Not Her Type, (1001
Nights Press), and The Circus, (Sweetmeats
Press). She has also written the anthologies, Take Control, (1001 Nights press), Christmas Kink (KDP), The
Collector (Austin & Macauley, 2012 & 2008), The Best of Kay Jaybee (Xcite, 2012), Tied to the Kitchen Sink, Equipment, (All Romance, 2012), Yes Ma’am (Xcite e-books, 2011), Quick Kink One and Quick Kink Two
(Xcite e-books, 2010). Kay has had over 60 short stories published by Cleis
Press (inc. Best of Best Women’s Erotica 2, Best Women’s Erotica 2007,
2008, 2009, 2010, 2012; Best Bondage 2012 and 2013, Sweet Love, Smooth, Gotta
Have It, Sweet Confessions), Black Lace (Sexy Little Numbers), Mammoth (The
Mammoth Book of Lesbian Erotica), Xcite (inc.Ultimate
Sin, Boy Fun, Power Play, Threesomes, Finger Music, Tricks For Kicks), Penguin (Oysters and
Chocolate; Erotic Stories of Every Flavor), Seal (Oysters and Chocolate; Nice
Girls, Naughty Sex),and
Sweetmeats Press (Immoral Views)
You can follow Kay on Twitter at @kay_jaybee
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