The mirror, some optical trick, reflected the mirror on the partly opened bathroom door. A leg, resting on the rim of the tub, just one, her hands moving up it slowly, as if she were putting on nylons, moving together toward her thigh, then out of the mirror. The hands again, the same smooth drawing up, rubbing. Not nylons, some kind of cream, maybe suntan oil. He stood there, unable to move, his eyes fixed on the mirror. A perfect leg, arched. He imagined his hands moving along it instead of hers, slick with oil . . . .I'm not exactly sure who either of these characters are, or what relation they have to each other, or why "he" seems to be spying on "she" while she's oiling herself down in the bathroom – but the passage was so striking, I just had to include a bit more than two lines. And for the mirror lady's sake, I'm just hoping this peeping tom's a private detective on a case or the meter reader or the man who delivers the ice or something, and not a crazed mirror-gazing serial killer. Hmmmm. Think maybe I've been reading too many thrillers lately?
Teaser Tuesdays is hosted by mizB17 at Should Be Reading. If you'd like to read more teasers, or participate yourself, head on over to her blog. And these are the rules: Grab your current read; Let the book fall open to a random page. Share with us two (2) "teaser" sentences from that page, somewhere between lines 7 and 12. You also need to share the title of the book that you're getting your "teaser" from … that way people can have some great book recommendations if they like the teaser you've given! Please avoid spoilers!