Sunday Snippet: Meet Me by the Mistletoe

Had a fun time at my high school reunion on Saturday … even though it was very hot and super humid. Got to see people I haven't seen in absolute ages. So nice to catch up with everyone.

Weather has been a little wild. Big temperature swings again. We've also had some rumbling thunderstorms with interesting lightning. We're supposed to have a very rainy week with more storms rolling through so that should be fun.

Had a busy work week with a few projects coming in for final touches and should be getting close to the finish line. Made more progress on the developmental edit I've been working on and might be close to finishing that one up also. Finished up a proofread and started a new copy edit. Not a bad week.

Made it through my usual slate of shows so had a good viewing week also. I even got to finish up one of my backburner shows. I'll be starting a new series this week and I'm looking forward to picking one out. I also did another Death in Paradise binge on Sunday.

Caught an episode of Marple and rather enjoyed the twists and turns. It was kind of fun to have the show set during the holiday season but not be overtly holidayish.

Finished up Ireland Coast and Country. Enjoyed the dip into some of the country's locations and remarkable scenery.

Started season four of Beyond Paradise. Fun episode setting up a big quandary for Humphrey. I'm kind of excited to see what hijinks Humph and Martha get into with renovating their new house. Very happy to be revisiting Shipton Abbot.

Caught another episode of Poirot and actually enjoyed seeing him in a very different setting. The mystery had some interesting twists and I liked that.

Elementary ended on a concerning note and I'm glad I can drop right into the next season without a long wait. Happy to have the Shinwell murder resolved, and I'm truly thrilled that Moriarty isn't the mystery woman, even though her identity makes me sad.

Watched another episode of Young Justice and enjoyed watching the team come together even when they were on the outs.

Finished up season four of Star Trek Lower Decks and, seriously, I'm going to miss this show so much. I loved everything about this finale … except one thing. Losing a team member sucked but at least there's a chance she'll return.

Also finished up an episode of Peak Practice. It ended up being a pretty good one but had a lot going on. So happy Tom finally owned his feelings!

That's the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Meet Me by the Mistletoe, a follow up to Merry and Bright.

Here's the miniblurb:

Presley Griffith wants to create one more new holiday tradition with her men, Gunnar Stewart and Frazier Boyle, and celebrate their one-year anniversary with style. With hectic schedules revolving around the hospital, fire station and police department, she's not sure she can pull it off. A cryptic message to meet her by the mistletoe at a secluded bed and breakfast brings both men calling with bells on.

And a snippety peek…

Presley ducked away from the window and moved to the wide, arched doorway separating the foyer from the front parlor. "I'm nervous and excited at the same time." Standing under the mistletoe at the brownstone, she pocketed the key she got to show the guys the property.

A light rapping sounded on the front door.

Presley used a quiet voice. "Come in." Her excitement grew when the oak slab swung open.

Gunnar and Frazier stepped across the threshold, each sending wary gazes in different directions.

Frazier moved further into the house. "What's going on?" He tilted his head to one side.

Gunnar nodded and asked the same with widened eyes.

Presley gave them a sultry smirk. "I'll explain as soon as you do what you're supposed to do under the mistletoe." Her gaze slid upward to the fresh sprig hanging in the arch.

Both men grinned and moved into her personal space; Frazier in front of her and Gunnar behind. Frazier leaned over her and planted a kiss on Gunnar, then dropped his chin and meshed his mouth with hers. Gunnar's lips sought the column of her throat, nuzzling up to her ear. Frazier's tongue slipped against hers, lingering and exploring. His hands gripped her hips, pulling her flush against his. Gunnar's palms skimmed down her arms before moving forward to cup her breasts.

Presley moaned and eased away from Frazier to angle her head back to embrace Gunnar. He hummed against her mouth before taking the kiss deeper. His arms wrapped around her and Frazier, bringing them all closer together.

She could stand here all night, making out with her two favorite people on the planet. But … she promised to let them in on her secret. Reluctantly, she ended the lip-lock.

Fanning her face, she smiled. "Whew. You two give the best holiday greetings." Her lips spread wider.

Fraz narrowed his gaze. "She's grinning like a Cheshire cat." He looked at Gunnar who nodded.

Presley stepped away from their small circle. "I have the biggest surprise for you guys, and this is part of it…" She spun around. "I want to put an offer on this brownstone so we can live together." She couldn't keep the elation out of her voice.

Gunnar eyebrows arched. "Can you afford it?" He scrutinized the room they were in, taking in the fireplace with a crooked hearth and the dusty floors.

Presley shook her head. "Not without help. That's why I want to pool our resources and buy it together." If they didn't have to pay rent anymore, they could swing the mortgage payments.

Gunnar cast a doubtful gaze around again. "Needs a lot of work." He moved further into the parlor and turned the light on in the family room.

Presley nodded. "I know. But it's livable, if unattractive. What do you guys think?" The place had so much potential.

Fraz's head bobbed. "I see the possibilities. But Gunnar's got a point. This is going to take a ton of work." His neck craned, and he looked out to the foyer with a wide staircase going up one wall and a short hallway that led to the kitchen, den, study, and the old servants' quarters with two bathrooms and two bedrooms—none of which he could see yet. "With our schedules we might not get a lot done." He shoved his hands into his pants pockets.

Presley, a little deflated, pressed onward. "But you'll at least think about it?" Hope filled her tone.

Gunnar glanced toward Frazier and they had a silent conversation with looks alone.

She could almost hear them in her head.

Location is convenient.

Need to see the rest of the place, but it's big.

Lots of room to spread out.

Gonna need time to think about it.

Yeah … but worth pondering.

Gunnar turned off the light in the living room and moved to stand beside Frazier.

"We'll consider it." As usual, they spoke in unison.

Presley perked up. "Terrific! We can tour the whole house and grounds later." She paused and sucked in a deep breath. "Now … for the big part of my surprise." She withdrew the brochure for the bed and breakfast. "This is why I can't afford the brownstone on my own." She opened the trifold page. "I bought the Mystic Moon Bed and Breakfast and since they suspended bookings until the final sale and the new year, it's ours for the holidays."

Frazier barked out a laugh. "That's why you said not to make plans for tomorrow!"

Gunnar chuckled. "And why you packed a bag for us." He smirked. "You've been a busy girl."

Presley preened. "I had to do something to top last year." She dangled the keys. "Are you two up for a fully furnished manor house with all the comforts of home?"

Each man crooked an elbow, and Presley looped her hands through them. Frazier turned off the light in the parlor and Gunnar picked up her bag by the steps.

They exited the house, ready to head off for a new adventure.

I love this throuple so much. And I'm having fun writing another merry adventure for them.

 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

Sunday Snippet: Make Me

August is starting out with a weird vibe. The temperatures have been very mild and I'm wondering how much we'll pay for that in the fall months or the winter. Thrilled for the kiddos going back to school in a week or so because they might not roast during the first few weeks like they normally do.

I'm still trying to get some things that I've been putting off in the checked boxes. I did manage to fix the leak in my bathtub, which was way overdue. Should help with my water bill. I got the part needed to fix the washing machine and that's a project for this week. I hope.

Work projects are going somewhat smoothly. I did have the book that won't go away come back one more time. The developmental edit I've got on the back burner is heating up again. I'm also working on a coaching project that's part pull the manuscript together and part help the author get it ready for a copy edit. Had a solid week with copy edits and proofreads also.

Had another good week for viewing. Nothing extra but made it through my usual slate of shows. Also did another Death in Paradise binge of older seasons.

Started with another episode of Marple. I kind of like the actress playing Jane. She's kind of snappy and a little punchy (not physically) with her dialog and I love it.

Also watched another episode of Ireland Coast and Country. I'm really enjoying this series. I now want to make vermouth. Just saying.

Caught an episode of Death in Paradise and finished up season fifteen. I ended up kind of liking the niece. Looking forward to the holiday episode if there is one this year. And also kind of excited about the next season. I really love this show.

Enjoyed an episode of Poirot. The mystery ended up being kind of twisty and I loved seeing Poirot's author friend again. She's a hoot.

Elementary ended up being really good. The whole thing with the woman who leads meetings and Sherlock kind of came from left field, but I'll hold out to see what happens with that. I'll be disappointed if she ends up being Moriarty. The whole take down of the gang is really interesting. Can't wait to see what happens there.

Watched another episode of Young Justice and pieces are falling in place. Nearing the end of the first season and I'm interested in seeing what happens to the team.

Also caught another episode of Star Trek Lower Decks and love how the season-arc mystery is coming together. Also enjoyed the Cerritos team pulling off a ruse to get what they needed. And the name drops from other shows always make me happy.

That wraps up the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Make Me, a novella that brings a couple together under fraught circumstance.

Here's the miniblurb:

Adri Leonard and Moses Nichols train and manage recruits for a private security firm. When Adri loses a team in the field, she refuses to train a new group. Moses has to get her back on board because they need a support team ASAP for a mission-critical operation and he's not above using their long-standing personal connection to make it happen.

And snippety peek…

Her lips still tingled from Moses's kiss. But … weirdly … the lip-lock jumpstarted her brain. She didn't know how, but his mouth on hers gave her clarity when nothing else would. She knew the importance of getting support teams in the field. Knew Victor counted on her to get them up and running. He'd get some additional people up to speed to help train, but right now, she had the responsibility. And while no one blamed her for losing a full team, she didn't trust herself to not miss anything.

She glanced up to meet Moses's gaze. "We don't have to do this." She appreciated his willingness to sift through the recruits, but she had a bigger favor to ask.

Moses frowned. "Adri, we do. We can't start with anyone green. This class will put give four teams the support they need, and we—"

She cut in. "No. That's not what I mean. Bring them all back." She inhaled deeply then exhaled slowly. "I'll get them up to speed." She met his gaze again. "But … I need you with me." She paused, not quite sure how to drop the big request in his lap.

Moses relaxed. "Of course, I'm with you. All the way." He started to close the folders.

Adri shook her head. "Not what I mean, Moses. I mean with me … as in sitting in on the classes and training sessions." A huge time suck when he already had a full load of work.

Moses blinked and leaned back in his chair. "Okay. Talk to me. How will I be helping you?" He dragged a notebook out from under the folders and snagged his pen.

Adri's foot bounced on the floor, nervous energy zinging through her. "I need you to be eyes and ears and make sure I stay on track. I can't miss anything important." She pushed away from the table and paced back and forth.

Moses leaned back again. "You do realize you've been—"

She hand-waved him. "Yeah, yeah. I've been training people for dangerous situations for a long time." She paused and met his gaze. "But I seriously don't trust myself right now … which could put more people in the line of fire." She sat back down, her shoulders slumping forward.

Moses cocked his head. "Okay. I'll do this. But you have to know that I trust you." He tapped his notebook. "Vic trusts you. You're the only one who doesn't trust yourself right now." His voice lowered. "But I'll help you. Any way I can." His hand covered hers.

Adri pressed her lips together. "It's a big ask. You're already overloaded with monitoring the other teams that don't have support." She refused to let her eyes well up, even if Moses had seen her cry more than once.

Moses's lips curved. "I'll talk to Vic. Maybe he can send some help from the private venue side. We've got guys with military training over there."

Adri huffed out a breath. "Maybe I should transfer out to that side. Would be so much easier to deal with." Very rarely did anyone get stuck in a potential hot zone.

Moses snorted. "Not really … because the corporate side requires a lot of schmoozing and you hate playing nice with irritating people." He squeezed her fingers.

Adri laughed, feeling much lighter if Moses could make jokes. "Sometimes I think you might know me a little too well." And he knew her even better after that steamy kiss.

Which she had no idea what to do with … except hope there might be more.

I'm kind of excited to see how this one comes together. Adri has some issues to get through, and Moses is just the guy to help her.

 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

Sunday Snippet: Lucky Seven

Another week in the books and it ended up not being terrible. Had several errands that needed to be handled and got through those without issue for the most part. I always appreciate being able to check things off the list.

We had very mild weather for July. Our high was in the low seventies a couple of days and that's unusual. But it makes doing my great clear out easier and more comfortable.

Work is staying steady and I'm getting through several projects, which makes me happy. I have one that keeps popping back and that can be frustrating. The good news is the reason it keeps coming back isn't due to anything I've done. It's all author related requests.

Had a fairly decent viewing week. I made it through my usual list of shows and had another Death in Paradise binge watch of previous seasons.

Started the week with the new to me series Marple. I've seen a previous version of Miss Marple and it's kind of fun to see how the episodes change with new incarnations.

Also started the docuseries Ireland Coast and Country. I'm on an emerald isle kick at the moment because I truly enjoyed the series about Ireland's castles. The first episode makes me want to visit the country at some point.

Watched another episode of the current season of Death in Paradise. I'm enjoying the dynamic between Mervin and Naomi. Also really happy the fallout of Mervin's kidnapping is being explored. Really not sure what to make of the niece showing up. We'll see if that ends up being a good thing.

Caught another episode of Poirot and finished off season ten. Have to admit this one had more than one mystery twisting through it and I enjoyed that. Looking forward to seeing what season eleven has in store.

Elementary entertained again. The case ended up being very twisty. And the appearance of Shinwell made me kind of happy … even though it might not have ended well.

Enjoyed an episode of Young Justice. I'm kind of interested in where things are going to go with the whole the Light thing. Exciting developments between Connor and Magan though.

Also watched another episode of Star Trek Lower Decks. Very cool to see the original four on an away mission. Also loved how they addressed the different dynamic since they've all been bumped up in rank.

That's it for the life update. Tonight's post is from Lucky Seven, a novella that explores what happens when two people can't really resist each other.

Here's the miniblurb:

Daisy and Shae work for the same company and they end up overindulging at a corporate casino night, waking up next to each other the following morning. What starts as an awkward one-night stand turns into something neither expects nor is really looking for.

And a snippety peek…

I could get used to this…

Geez. Her lips and tongue bedeviled him. There he went again … being all purple prose with his thoughts about her.

Not quite comfortable with the way his brain went fuzzy with her, he slid a hand down her back and grasped the hem of her shirt and tugged the fabric upward. Daisy eased off his dick and let him pull the garment over her head. She clasped his shaft with one hand and pulled her free arm from the sleeve. Then she swapped sides, keeping a firm grip on his erection until the shirt landed on the floor between them. Then she leaned in and licked his cock from base to tip before hollowing her cheeks to envelope the rigid length again.

Shae moved a hand to cup a breast through her bra. His thumb brushed over the nipple, and it pebbled to a taut peak. He flashed a grin when she squirmed in response. The smile turned into a moan of pleasure when her suction and pace increased. When her hand fondled his balls, he pulled back because he'd lose control if he didn't. He needed some time to cool down.

Hooking his hands under her shoulders, he hauled her up and caught her lips in a hard kiss. "Gonna go off too soon if you keep that up." He nudged her onto the bed. "Besides, I wanna return the favor." His fingers dipped below the waistband of her pants.

Daisy lifted her hips and let him slide the clothing off. He leaned down and ghosted kisses from one hip then across her navel to the other hip. She writhed on top of the mattress.

Straightening, he put one knee between her legs. "Let's lose the bra. I wanna see all of you." His finger traced over her collarbone to the strap.

Daisy undid the front fastening and shrugged the lingerie from her shoulders.

Shae drank in the sight of her splayed out before him. So gorgeous. If possible, his hard-on stiffened more and he really wanted to bury himself as deep as possible.

He blinked the thought away. Nope. First … he would make her wild for him.

Placing his other knee on the bed, he leaned down and brushed his lips over hers then trailed down along her shoulder to flick his tongue over the tight peak of her nipple. She moaned low in her throat, and he latched on to lightly worry the nub with his teeth. Daisy fisted her hands in the sheets, and Shae moved to the other side. Working his way down, open mouth kisses and tiny nips led past her abdomen, going lower and lower until his breath fanned against the apex of her thighs.

Daisy rocked her hips. Her legs wrapped around his torso inviting him to seek his fill. His tongue lapped between her slick folds, and she hissed out a breath.

He moved up to lick over her clit before wrapping his lips around the hard bundle of nerves. Sucking gently, he inserted two fingers inside her core and worked them back and forth until she whispered his name over and over. When she shuddered and gasped, her inner walls going tight over his fingers, he moved upward, his mouth skimming over her skin.

When he settled between her legs, his groin nestled against her core, he met her gaze. "More?" His dick ached to be inside her, but he wanted her with him completely.

Daisy rasped out a breath. "God, yes. Give me everything." Her hands cupped his face, and she tilted her chin to meet his mouth.

He had zero trouble doing so. Grasping her thighs, he lifted her ass up and went deep, sliding in with ease. Daisy's eyes slid shut and she made a low, purring sound. Shae flexed back and thrust forward again. And again. And again. Daisy's fingers wrapped around his biceps, and she rocked up to meet him with each push he made.

The hot sheath surrounding his cock his eyes roll back in his head. The amazing feel of the glove-like grip made his breathing go shallow. He wouldn't last long with her inner walls enveloping his hard length. He had to make this incredible for her.

Slipping his thumbs lower, he circled her clit with alternating swirls. Daisy gasped and moaned. His heart rate kicked up a notch. He loved the way she responded.

Daisy's eyes opened slowly. "Almost there … are you close?" Her fingers dug into his muscles.

Shae huffed out a breath. "So close … damn, Daise. What you do to me…" He pumped his hips, bumping up against her.

Daisy shuddered and her head thrashed on the bed. "Gah! Shae … come with me…" Her voice dropped to a sexy rasp.

She didn't have to ask him twice. He surged forward again and broke … the orgasm rolling through him. He flung an arm down to the mattress and locked his elbow, so he didn't collapse on top of her.

When he could breathe again, he shifted down and grazed his lips along her jawline. "You might be the death of me … but I'll die happy." His mouth covered hers and the kiss she gave him wound its way around his heart and mind.

Definitely couldn't share that information with her. She'd run for the hills or at least the nearest exit. And considering they were at her place, probably not cool.

He eased away and rested his forehead against hers. "Really glad we're not fighting this … attraction … anymore."

Daisy chuckled. "Yeah, that really didn't work out well for us." She cupped his face. "Can you stay for a while?" Her eyes searched his.

He rolled to his side and scooped her against him. "As long as you want. I'll just need to be up early enough to head home and get ready for work." His fingers laced with hers.

Daisy brought their hands up and rested her chin on them. "Sounds terrific." She yawned and snuggled in closer to him.

Shae pressed a kiss to the side of her head. He had no clue where they'd go from here or how they'd handle working at the same office … but he liked where they were right now. A lot.

Having so much fun with this one. Daisy has Shae's number even if she doesn't know she has it yet.

 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

Sunday Snippet: Lucky Man

Whew. What a week. Ohio got a lot of the smoke from the Canadian wildfires, and it was kind of eerie seeing the hazy gray skies for most of the week. Good time to stay inside due to the high danger air quality alerts.

The weather at least stayed just under sweltering. My garage cleanout went much smoother since the temperatures weren't as high as they have been. Going out very late at night and only staying there for under an hour also helped.

Work projects moved along. I finished up a few odds and ends and started a new copy edit. I also touched base on a few back burner projects. I got to review some back cover copy and book blurbs, which is always a fun change of pace.

Had an okay viewing week. Didn't quite make it through all of my usual shows but made a decent stab at them. Between the cleanup and a lengthy run with my own writing, my watching took a back seat.

Started with another bonus episode of Foyle's War behind the scenes. An interview about the details of the final episode with the writer and the show historian. Very much enjoyed it.

Also finished up Tales of Irish Castles. Really liked this series and its deep dive into the seriously large number of castles in Ireland.

Caught an episode of Silent Witness and made it about halfway through. I'm going to take a break, I think. This season is kind of dark, which I enjoy most of the time but, in all honesty, I kind of need something lighter right now.

Watched another episode of Poirot and really enjoyed it. It's always fun when familiar people pop up in these movies. And this one was very twisty, which I enjoy.

Elementary ended up being really good. I really like getting backstory and even though Marcus's is full of strife and pain, it tied into the current happenings really well. Also loved Sherlock being there for Marcus at the end.

That's all for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Lucky Man, a novella that brings a couple together after a death of a loved one.

Here's the miniblurb:

Brent Allison thinks his best friend Peter is a lucky man. He's got a great life and a beautiful woman, Sonja Waters. When Pete and Sonja break up, Brent feels bad for his friend but less guilty for being attracted to Sonja. But when Peter dies in an accident, Brent and Sonja have to navigate their new situation and try not to let Pete's ghost get in the way.

And a snippety peek…

Sonja came home to an empty apartment. "Wow … can't say I'll miss that gaming chair in the middle of the living room." A little sad, she tossed her keys on the counter and picked up the note Pete left. Hey, Sonja, whatever's left can go to a donation center. Her lips curved when she read Brent's scribbled message. Or you can just burn it. He'd added a big smiley face with a hi next to it.

She laughed out loud. "Not a bad idea." She headed for the bedroom.

Maybe she'd get started on rearranging the closet. Or she could move the bed and dressers. Actually, she didn't want to do anything. Except maybe sit with her status as a single woman again. Not what she expected, but oddly not as devastating as she thought it would be.

She'd miss Brent. They had such a good time talking data analytics. Drove Pete bonkers when she and Brent got started on the topic. Her biggest regret of the breakup might be not having Brent's solid presence anymore.

She sat on the edge of the mattress. "Who gets custody of Brent?" Probably Pete, since they'd known each other forever. "Which really isn't fair, because he's part of my life, too." Dammit.

Her phone pinged with an incoming text from … Brent. "Time for a quick call for a data Q?"

She grinned and tapped the phone icon.

Brent answered on the second ring. "Hey, thanks for calling. Where are you?" He sounded like he was walking up steps.

Sonia leaned back on the bed. "I'm at the apartment. Where are you?"

He laughed. "I'm heading to a meeting at Quality Tech. It's on the tenth floor and I didn't feel like waiting for the elevator." He wanted a beat. "Kinda regretting that now."

Sonja chuckled. "What floor are you on? "She pictured him trudging up the steps with his backpack and probably an iced coffee.

Brent heaved a sigh. "Eighth floor. Two more to go."

She snorted. "Eh, you're almost there. Keep going." She figured she'd give him a few minutes to get to his destination before talking again.

Brent blurted, "Pete's an idiot. I told him that right to his face." The echo sound ended and Brent blew out a breath. "Whew. Made it." He paused a moment. "And sorry for bringing Pete up. Wanted you to know I think he's making a huge mistake."

Sonja shrugged even if Brent couldn't see her. "It's okay. I'm okay. And I'm glad you reached out." She didn't want him to feel like he got stuck in the middle.

Even if he sort of did.

Brent huffed out a breath. "Thought it might be awkward. Happy it's not." He went quiet for a moment. "I'd miss talking to you."

Sonja smiled." Same." She really liked Brent.

Is it weird to think that? That I'd miss him. Brent made her laugh and he totally understood her geek-speak as Pete called it. As much as she didn't like how things ended with Pete, she had to be grateful … at least a little. She wouldn't have met Brent without Pete.

Brent cut into her thoughts. "You might not feel that way after I ask this question."

Sonia laughed again. "Ask away." At least she'd salvaged this from the fallout of Pete.

She spent the next fifteen minutes talking weird data sets with Brent.

When they signed off, Brent posed another question. "Mind if I check in occasionally?"

Sonja didn't hesitate. "I'd like that. It's great to have a sounding board sometimes."

Brent made a tentative sound. "You know, I'd love to meet for something aside from geek speak. Would you have coffee with me?"

Sonja got a jolt of excitement. "Like a date?" She actually wouldn't mind.

Brent hedged. "Kind of? I mean, my best friend just treated you like shit so maybe a date is too much. But I'd like to … I don't know … see what happens."

Sonja bit her lip. "You know what? I'm kind of curious too. When are you back in town?" So many things were probably not cool with this idea, but she didn't care.

Brent would be a good field test to see if she could get back out there. And she really liked him as a friend who might become more. Brent named the date of his return and suggested meeting a few days after that.

When the call ended, she got up with a surge of energy. As much as it sucked to get dumped for someone else, she found she didn't mind not having Pete as much as she thought she would. And rearranging the closet seemed like a terrific idea now.

This one is almost finished and came together very quickly, which makes me so happy.

 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

Sunday Snippet: Lost and Found

Another long week and part of it has been spent wondering exactly how many US senators are still with us. One passed last night and another appears to be not recovering. I've been alive long enough to acknowledge how bananapants it is that we don't know for sure. I mean, when an elected official can take four months off and still get paid by taxpayers, not explain what's going on, or be seen in public, there's something wrong. The FMLA allows for twelve weeks without a threat to employment. Sixteen weeks is not cool. Just saying.

Weather cooled down enough to not be miserable. I have to make space in my garage for some things my daughter needs to have stored, and it's been cool enough at night that I can make headway. We were supposed to have rain most of the week and didn't get as much as predicted.

Work continued to be steady. I'm moving along on two ongoing projects, and I finished up a proofread and started a new copy edit. Also touched a back burner project and hope to dive in a little more this week. Writing is also going well right now and I'm happy about that.

Had a fairly decent viewing week. I made it through my usual list of shows and also did a binge marathon of Death in Paradise on Ovation.

Started out with a bonus episode of Foyle's War with the writer and creator along with the show's historian. Very interesting conversation.

Caught another episode of Tales of Irish Castles and moved into a more modern age. I think I have one episode left and have to say I've enjoyed this series.

Watched a new episode of Death in Paradise. Gotta say, I thoroughly enjoyed watching Mervin interact with his brother and loved how everyone, including Catherine, came together to find Mervin. Seeing the punk-ass faux commissioner again kind of put the icing on the cake, even if he's still a punk-ass policeman now.

Enjoyed another episode of Poirot. The later movies are fun to watch but I do miss Hastings and Miss Lemon. And, of course, Japp. But it's also entertaining to dive into mysteries that have an intriguing premise.

Elementary had a great episode. Loved seeing Marcus put everything together with his girlfriend's ex. Really hated the ending though. I have a feeling all will not be as it seems.

Watched an episode of Young Justice and kind of liked seeing Connor and Megan in their regular joe roles. Also rather enjoyed Red Arrow asking Aqua Lad for help. And it looks like the overall mystery is starting to fall into place, with the behind the scenes machinations being revealed.

Also caught another episode of Star Trek Lower Decks. Really loved seeing a different vibe with Rutherford and Mariner teaming up and Boimler and Tendi being together.

That's it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Lost and Found, a novella that brings a couple on the outs together to help their best friends get their daughter back.

Here's the miniblurb:

Marianne Jenkins and Jon Walton are on the outs, but when their best friends' daughter is kidnapped, Mari and Jon put their differences aside and work to help find the little one, which won't be easy because the culprit is much closer than any of them think.

And a snippety peek…

Jon would accept a truce with Mari, especially if it helped get Shar and Karl's kid back.

When they left the coffee shop, he paused at the corner. "Are you sure you're okay with how they want us to approach this?" Karl and Shar made a big ask … a very big one.

Mari angled toward him. "Are you? Because if you're not, we might as well go back in there and tell them they'll never see their daughter again." She planted one hand on her hip. "Don't know about you, but I can't let them or Dina suffer that fate." A pointed look followed the statement.

Jon closed his eyes for a moment. "Mari, I'm not picking a fight here. If they think our best shot is to apply as one of the couples to be new parents, I'm totally okay with doing that." He sighed. "That kid is amazing and the reason she is has everything to do with how much Shar and Karl love her."

Mari's stance softened. "She is an amazing person. And I'm sorry for being bitchy. I'm still trying to wrap my head around Shar's dad being a massive asshole and trying to pull this stunt." She shook her head. "I mean, who the hell does shit like this? Taking their grandkid and trying to sell her the highest bidder? That's fucking evil."

Jon nodded. "Evil is one way to describe him. Manipulative, overbearing, and straight up criminal hit the mark too." He frowned. "We're lucky they got the jump on him. Shar knows her dad better than he knows her. But this isn't going to be easy." In fact, what they had to do might be impossible.

Mari shrugged. "No, it won't be. But between the four of us, we'll get Dina back. Karl will handle the backstopping, creating our cover and making it undeniable. Shar will foot the bill with the trust she got from her mom's family. And you and me?" She threaded her hand around the crook of his arm. "We'll be fine for the duration of this very important mission." Her voice held strong conviction.

Jon didn't doubt her. When Mari set her mind on something, she made things happen. To the point of bulldozing anything standing in her way.

Sometimes that included him, which became part of the reason they were no longer together. She claimed he drove her mad when he left decisions in her court. And she definitely got cranky when he didn't offer an opinion on where they should go for dinner or what to watch on TV.

And they argued when he didn't express what he wanted to do. Yet … if they didn't agree, they would have a fight anyway. He found life so much easier when choosing to go with Mari's flow than get tangled up in disagreements all the time. Growing up with parents who fought all the time, Jon learned early to not engage.

But … he had to own he did get pissy when he didn't say what he wanted and Mari chose the exact opposite. Of course, he didn't have that realization until she moved out. Too little and too late to do anything about the situation.

Something else occurred to him when they made their way down the sidewalk…

He glanced toward her. "Uh, you should probably move back in … even if Karl gives us an out of state address." His stomach dropped at the idea but the rest of him warmed at the thought.

Mari's lips twisted in a wry smile. "Yeah, I figured as much." She met his gaze. "It would be harder if we never lived together. It's not like I'm not familiar with the apartment." Her fingers squeezed his bicep.

Maybe so. But he decided to prepare her in advance.

Staring straight ahead, he dropped his truth bomb. "You might be surprised. I made a few changes since you've been gone." He almost couldn't wait to see her reaction.

This story is in the very beginning stages, but the sages are being cooperative with lots of ideas.

 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

Sunday Snippet: Lose Control

Well, July is off to a banging start. Heat wave, the holiday weekend, and a lot of things converging at once. I've been a little off also. Not sure if it's menopause hormones or just general fatigue, but it's been a long week.

We should get a bit of relief from the extreme temperatures when some rain moves through over the next few days. I'll welcome the lower heat indexes.

Work is staying busy. I had a couple of great calls with potential author clients, and I'm excited to see where those go. I have project that shifted to the back burner that needs attention this week, hopefully tomorrow. I also had a project that might be coming back … again. It's the one that won't die, but thankfully, the revisions are all author requests and nothing concerning the edits. Whew. Moved a few smaller things in and out, which is always fun to break up the week. Almost finished with a manuscript proofread of a thriller that has a lot of twists and turns. I need to finish a written assessment on a read through of the opening book to a five-book series sometime this week also.

Had an okay viewing week. Didn't quite make it all the way through my usual shows but didn't do terrible either. I think the heat makes it hard to focus on more than one thing so the entertainment took a back seat to my work projects.

Started the week with another behind-the-scenes bonus episode of Foyle's War. This one focused on the historical recreations for the final episode and I thoroughly enjoyed the interviews.

Caught another episode of Tales of Irish Castles. We're into the seventeenth century, which apparently saw a lot of upheaval.

Finished up the second half of Silent Witness. Again, very interesting how closely related to reality this season has been. I also think I'm liking how there seems to be an overarching thread that's following through all the episodes. That's not really standard or hasn't been for this series.

Watched another episode of Poirot and enjoyed the twists and turns. I love it when Poirot questions what he sees with his own eyes to solve the mystery.

Elementary had a great episode. Seeing the fallout from Shinwell's actions is interesting and I kind of hope there's some redemption there. The case itself ended up being really twisty and wildly bizarre as well.

That's all I had time for this week and that's it for the life update. Tonight's post is from Lose Control, a novella that gives a couple a chance to deepen their connection.

Here's the miniblurb:

As a bar owner, Colin Ford stays calm and in control even though his work can be hectic and demanding. To relieve Colin's stress, Essie Hines loves nothing more than to make him lose control when they're alone together.

And a snippety peek…

Colin pulled into the back lot after making the nightly deposit and noticed a light on in his apartment.

His lips curved. "Essie." He had a feeling she'd stick around after her shift.

He didn't deserve her, but he counted the blessing of having her in his life. Especially when he could be cranky and grumpy after a long week. And definitely after another call off from Theo. Colin hoped he could get a reliable replacement in before the summer rush really took off.

Jogging up the steps, he let himself into the apartment and locked the door behind him. Tossing his keys on the counter separating the kitchen and the living room, he grinned when he heard the shower running. Yanking his shirt over his head, he headed for the bathroom.

Essie, already naked, turned when he opened the door. "Hey, handsome. Water's perfect." She stuck her hand under the mist of the shower and gave him a sexy smile.

He popped the button of his pants and shucked them down and off. "You know what else is perfect?" Stepping forward, he nodded toward the stall. "This … and you." His mouth met hers and he nudged her into the large space, following right behind.

Essie hummed with pleasure. "Mmm … thought you might need my special brand of T-L-C." Her hands smoothed down his back to cup his ass.

Colin's mouth ghosted along her throat. "I'll never refuse anything you offer." He nipped at her collarbone.

Essie slid her hand along his hip and wrapped her fingers around his hardening shaft. "Then let's get you nice and relaxed from the hot shower then get you really loose from a nice full-body massage." She made a circle motion with her free hand, indicating she wanted him to turn around to face the water.

He followed her instruction and sighed when she fisted his dick a moment longer then reached for the body wash and a fluffy cloth. Starting at his neck and shoulders, she got him good and sudsy. Next, she worked on his thighs and calves, adding some playful squeezed to his butt before she drew the soapy washcloth over his hard length.

He backed under the water, letting it sluice down his skin then hauled her close to plunder her mouth again. She dropped the cloth and wrapped her arms around him. He worked his thigh between her legs and cupped her breasts.

Essie's breath hissed out between her teeth. "You keep that up and I won't be able to focus on the massage…" She turned the water off and eased the door open before grabbing a towel and holding it open for him to step into.

Briskly drying him off, she let him return the favor then laced their fingers together and led him to the bedroom. She'd gone all out with lit candles, gentle music, and a diffuser with a heavenly scent. With every step he took toward the bed, tension eased and the shitty day fell away piece by piece.

She smoothed her hand over the crisp sheets. "Come on. Face down you go."

Once he got settled, she straddled his hips, using strong, firm movements with her hands and fingers. He lost all track of time while she worked her way down his back, over his ass and on to his legs. She even did a deep massage on his feet, which made his toes curl.

Gliding her hand back upward, she traced small circles on his back. "Ready for the front?"

He gave a nod and rolled over, his erection jutting straight and true. Essie settled over him again, the apex of her thighs meeting the base of his cock. She leaned forward and started at his neck and shoulders again.

His hands clasped her thighs but loosely. As much as he wanted to be buried deep inside her, he wouldn't rush her. He'd learned when he gave her free rein, she never failed to blow his mind.

So he savored the slow and methodical way she worked to break him down and get him to relax and release stress.

The payoff would be more than worth it.

Colin is going to appreciate Essie more than he does already by the time their story ends.

 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

Sunday Snippet: Lonely Heart Mountain

The end of June came a lot quicker than I expected. This month flew by, and I'm not sure I got as much accomplished as I hoped to.

The weather is still fairly mild for June but the heat index for the upcoming week makes me want to weep. It's going to be so, so hot.

Continued to have a busy work week. Several new potential projects are waiting in the wings and I'm excited about them. One is a fiction project with a really intriguing concept. Two others are memoir life-story projects. I've been working on quite a few of those and they're a nice change of pace. I continued working on the developmental edit, pulling a few more files into the master document. Also finished up a copy edit and started a new one.

Had a less than stellar viewing week. I felt a little bit off all week and couldn't focus on viewing new stuff. I did several binge marathons of early seasons of Death in Paradise for background noise. I also got a considerable amount of writing done because the sages were banging on the door in my brain.

I did watch another behind the scenes bonus episode of Foyle's War. This one showed a day in the life of an episode. Some great interviews with the cast and crew.

Also caught another episode of Tales from Irish Castles. This one explored tower houses and it seems like there are a bunch of them dotting the landscape. Really love getting an inside look at some of these castles.

Started an episode of Silent Witness and made it about halfway through. The subject matter is really tough to view and, honestly, hits a little hard. I don't know who is writing the show at the moment but, man, they're dead-on with the stuff that makes people flinch.

That's it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Lonely Heart Mountain, a novella that pulls a couple together over family strife.

Here's the miniblurb:

Author Hettie Blackwell returns home to care for her ailing mother, because her two brothers aren't up to the task. But when Hettie bumps into Winslow Whittaker—the hot new sheriff—she's got more trouble, especially when her younger brother lands in county jail on Valentine's Day.

And a snippety peek…

Hettie Blackwell closed the door to her mother's room and settled back on the sofa. "Glad she's sleeping well tonight. Maybe I can finish this chapter." She pulled her laptop open and started reviewing her latest scene.

She couldn't quite get a handle on the hero, but the pieces would fall into place soon. Her love of shaping characters with rough edges into fully fleshed-out people never failed to get there in the end. His quirky traits would reveal themselves soon.

Sinking into the words on the page, she sighed when her phone pinged with an incoming text. Grabbing the device, she unlocked the screen and tapped on the messaging icon. The screen showed a new message from Manny T, aka Manny Treadwell, one of her best friends from high school. The ten-year gap since graduation only strengthened their bond.

She opened the app and read the message. "Heads up, sweetie. Your bro is mellow drunk. I'll make sure he gets home safe." Manny couldn't say no to a sale.

Not when half the county needed beer for the massive concert on the hillside at Tim Collins's farm.

Hettie sighed. "Dammit, Manny. You weren't supposed to serve him." Her younger brother, Hank, needed to be sober—and hopefully not hung over—tomorrow so Hettie could get the grocery shopping done.

She started to text back when a call came in. The screen lit up with Tim's name. Dread unfurled in her stomach. On the heels of Manny's text, Tim couldn't be calling with good news.

She answered. "Hey, Tim. How's the concert going?" Muffled music came through the speaker.

Tim chuckled. "Going great, Hets. But … Hank's ex is here and I have a feeling she's gonna cause trouble. Wanted to let you know because he's toasted right now. Very chill at the moment, but you know Shari."

Hettie sighed. Yeah, she knew Shari … her brother's on again-off again girlfriend. They'd split a few months ago, supposedly for good this time. Hank wanted something and someone less toxic and stressful, which he needed because their mom would not improve. It would take all three siblings, Hettie, Heath, and Hank to help her until they no longer could.

So far, Hettie had the responsibility for the lion's share of care their mom needed. Her brothers meant well, but neither had a large capacity for patience and calm. But they agreed to supplement Hettie's income when she left her full-time job and moved back home to help them. They were holding up their end of the bargain, and she had more time to write her novels.

When she didn't have to bail one or both out from whatever weird situation they got themselves into. Heath had a really bad habit of picking up women who were still in relationships, which got him into more than one tricky spot. And Hank? Never met a beer he wouldn't drink. Thankfully, he tended to keep his consumption to the weekends.

Hettie weighed her options. "Has Shari been drinking?" If so, she'd light a match to watch Hank explode.

Tim snorted. "Based on her volume level, yes."

Hettie sighed again. "Okay. Let me find someone to stay with Mom. I'll drive out and drag Hank home." She pinched the bridge of her nose. "Thanks for calling, Tim." Another great friend from high school who'd kept in touch with Hettie.

His voice softened. "No problem, Hets. And no rush. Take care of Mom first. Mainly wanted to head trouble off at the pass if possible."

Hettie's lips quirked. "Appreciate it. Especially with all you have going on this weekend." She ended the call and tried Heath's number but got his voice mail.

She fired off a quick text. "Gotta go get Hank. Try to get home ASAP. Will have someone come sit with Mom." She called their neighbor, Wendi Sitler and she agreed to come over and stay with Hillary until Heath got home from work or Hettie returned with Hank.

Hettie put her laptop away, exchanged her shoes for boots, put a lightweight shirt on over her tank top and headed for the garage. After checking the SUV to make sure she had what she'd need to haul Hank home, she hit the opener for the door just as Wendi pulled up the drive.

Backing out, she paused by Wendi's car and rolled the window down. "Thank you so much for doing this. I'll try to get home as soon as possible."

Wendi waved her hand. "No problem, Hettie. Take your time and be safe."

Hettie gave the other woman a smile. "I will. And if Heath beats me home, he'll take over." With a quick wave, she backed out onto the apron and headed down the drive. "This is definitely not how I wanted to spend Saturday night."

I haven't quite figured out if this will still end up being a Valentine-themed book or not. I kind of love the idea but this might turn into a series with a total of four books.

 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin