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

Sunday Snippet: Liar's Lament

Happy Father's Day to all the dads, father figures, mentors, and fur dads out there. And if this is a hard day, please find peace where you can.

It's so mild in Ohio right now and I'll take the comfortable temperatures. We're supposed to have a soggy week, but the rain is welcome. Hopefully without flooding.

Busy work week with multiple projects crossing my desk. I have a potential new project with a new author starting possibly soon. Finished up a proofread and got that one invoiced. Continued work on a memoir developmental edit, pulling several files together into a single document. Also finished a copy edit and returned it for review. Started a new one that's on the long side, close to one hundred thousand words. A jammed week ahead.

Had a pretty good viewing week. I made it through my regular stable of shows and started one of my back-burner ones. I didn't end up making it all the way through but I'll finish it up this week. I hope.

Started with a Foyle's War behind the scenes interview with one of the guest stars. Very interesting.

Watched another episode of Tales from Irish Castles. Truly a fun series to watch. So many castles in Ireland.

Caught another episode of Death in Paradise and kind of loved the bit of a cliffhanger. I also kind of like how Mervin is settling in with the other officers. Very cool to see the new sarge completely supported by the commissioner also.

Also enjoyed another episode of Poirot. Very interesting case with an unexpected ending. So many colorful characters.

Elementary ended up being a little mind-blowing. I'm really interested in how the whole Shinwell situation will be resolved.

Caught another episode of Young Justice and I'm rather enjoying seeing how the team is coming together.

Also watched another episode of Star Trek Lower Decks and I'm really amazed by how much I love this show. Started out being pretty iffy on whether I'd like it or not and I'm totally in if I haven't mentioned it before.

Started an episode of Peak Practice and made it about halfway through. There's a lot going on in this one and I didn't want to miss anything. I'll finish up this week. Maybe.

That's it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Liar's Lament, a novella that features a second chance at romance for a couple.

Here's the miniblurb:

Harper Scrytch kicks Rhett Barrison to the curb and runs like hell to avoid a romantic entanglement. Four years later she arrives back in town to make amends only to discover Rhett has moved on … unless he hasn't.

And a snippety peek…

Rhett just stepped out of the shower after spending the morning checking the foundation of an elegant little cottage just off campus when his phone started blaring.

Still dripping, he made a mad dash for the device in the bedroom. "Barrison." He put the speaker on and started drying off.

"Rhett … Lily Blythe. Do you have a minute?"

Rhett grabbed a pair of jeans and started dressing. "Sure, everything okay with the Carlyle house?" He'd put new windows in for one of Lily's clients.

Lily chuckled. "Of course, you charmed the pants off Melissa and Frank. I'm calling for a different reason…" Her tone changed, lowered, and grew serious.

Rhett paused with his pants halfway up his thighs. "Um, okay." He yanked the jeans up and sat on the edge of the bed. "What's going on?" He gave Lily his full focus, grasping his phone and bringing it closer.

Lily didn't pull her punches. "Harper's back."

After he'd spoken of her the other day with his mom? What are the odds?

The room went cold and his vision blurred. "What? You mean she's visiting you or something?" He blinked to clear the gray from his eyes and willed the roar in his ears to dissipate.

Harper. Emotions crashed through him. Disbelief, longing, and yeah, okay … anger.

He'd built a life. A good one. His family's business of restoring and reclaiming homes and buildings blossomed after he'd graduated with an engineering degree. He didn't want anything to wreck his calm and peace.

Lily kept her tone neutral. "No, Rhett. We just closed on the old bank building downtown. Harper's back. To stay. For good." A note of apology entered her voice.

Rhett went numb. "You're sure?" Calm and peace were quickly roiling into a major storm.

Lily's laugh held no humor. "Very. She bought the space outright. No mortgage." She waited a beat. "I thought you'd want to know … if only because she asked where she could find you."

Oh, hell no.

Rhett sucked in a harsh breath. "And you told her where?" Damn. Not what he needed right now.

Lily rushed out an answer. "No, I gave her the office address then remembered it lists your personal number when you're not there."

Rhett's phone picked that exact moment to blip with another incoming call. Shit. An unrecognized number flashed on the screen. But he didn't doubt who tried to call.

He ended the conversation with Lily, letting the other call go to voice mail.

He scrubbed a hand over his face. "Holy shit." He finished dressing then listened to Harper's message.

The sound of her voice took him back. Memories flooded his mind. The one woman he'd never forget. Returned. For what?

"You probably don't want to see me, but I'd appreciate if you'd give me some time."

Right. He'd wanted to give her a lifetime—but she'd stomped all over that. Still … memory lane started winding along in his head again.

He cut the stroll short. "Nope. No way." He'd meet with Harper—if only to satisfy morbid curiosity.

What could she possibly want from him? Certainly not to pick up where they left off. That would be too weird … even for Harper.

His gut rolled. He shouldn't be reacting this way. They were over and done. For a long time.

Yet … one tiny thread dangled. Like a plot point that didn't reach its conclusion. Seeing her might be the only way to snip that tether and close the chapter for good.

But … he'd need some kind of backup plan to keep his feelings—good and bad—for Harper at bay.

Grabbing his phone, he clicked on a frequently called number. "Dani? I have a seriously large favor to ask."

I'm enjoying this one. Harper and Rhett have some things to work through and Rhett isn't going to make it easy.

 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin 

Sunday Snippet: Level Need (a VC Security Solutions novella)

Kind of a long week and I'm glad it's over. There's something nice about starting a new week with a clean slate. Even if projects linger from one week to the next or challenges still need to be met.

We've got wild weather in Ohio again. Muggy and hot until a storm rolls through then it's lovely for a day until it gets muggy and hot again. The humidity is not fun.

Had a solid work week. One of the projects I thought was finished ended up having more revisions. At this point, the author is wordsmithing and really should leave things alone. That said, it's her last book and giving some grace can't hurt. I'm hoping to finish up a proofread on a science book this week and start a new project about a family history. I also have a developmental edit to get back to and copy edit to finish up. The copy edit is a holiday book and I'm so happy to have one of those to edit.

Had a pretty decent viewing week. I made it through my regular slate of shows, which actually made me happy. It was a busy week, and I ended up being kind of drained.

Started the week by finishing up an episode of Foyle's War. I do believe I have only the bonus episodes left.

Started a new series about Irish castles and thoroughly enjoyed the first episode. So much history I don't know, and I love learning new things.

Caught another episode of Silent Witness. The move to Birmingham seems to be resetting the series with a lot of darker content. I'm actually interested to see how this plays out.

Watched another episode of Poirot and enjoyed one of the better known classics with "Death on the Nile."

Elementary kind of blew my mind. Not sure how I feel about the whole Shinwell thing. It's going to prove interesting to discover Joan's reaction.

Enjoyed an episode of Young Justice. So far, I like the unfolding of the first season. The pacing is pretty good and the reveals are well-earned.

Also caught another episode of Star Trek Lower Decks and really loved the interactions. I honestly didn't know if I'd find my groove with this show, but I did!

That's it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Level Need, a novella in the VC Security Solutions universe.

Here's the miniblurb:

Dita Burgess and Newton Malley work for a private security company and end up giving into a long-burning attraction and spending the night together. But when Dita gets a call to bring an asset in—one she made a promise to and cares deeply for—the happy beginning she has with Newton is in jeopardy.

And a snippety peek…

Newt—no one called him Newton but his mom—Malley shut the back of the van and trotted around to meet his partner at the front. "Dita, you rocked out there." He fell into step beside her. "I don't know how you do it. Always find the soft spot and make the connection." He shook his head. "That could have gone dumpster fire in a big way, but it didn't because you had Avala's confidence."

Dita's lips quirked. "It helped that you quietly removed the two guys attempting to lure her outside and she caught it on the security cameras." Her head angled toward him. "Local law enforcement or Havish's support team?" Her eyebrows arched.

Newt rolled a shoulder. "SOP is local LEO, so I called it in. Then I contacted Havish and let him know who and where." VC Security Solutions worked with law enforcement when they could, especially in the US.

Dita nodded. "I figured. Not always easy to make that decision. And you're right. When Avala discovered we actually worked for her dad, she was pissed. But the common ground we found together helped." Her mouth twisted in a wry grin. "Helps to have a fire extinguisher to put the dumpster fire out before it gets really hot."

Newt grunted. "That's all you." Seriously, Dita put people at ease within moments of meeting them.

Dita shrugged. "Not really. That would have played out differently if we hadn't done such a kick-ass job of being a couple. She liked that you had my back and it clicked that we were doing the same for her … as unobtrusively as possible." She made a sound between a laugh and a snort. "She really hates the big, beefy linebacker types her dad usually tries to use."

Newt huffed out a breath. "I get it. Gotta be distracting when you're trying to research and write a dissertation to have no less than three guys at a time hovering over you." Part of the reason he enjoyed working for Victor Cruz.

The man customized his teams to get the best results for his clients. Sometimes that meant quasi-military operations. Often it involved going undercover to get intelligence for someone. And occasionally, they had standard protection detail where they provided security for private flights, yacht sailing, or driving across the US or in foreign countries. Victor had a hand in just about everything.

Dita nudged his shoulder. "You know what you're doing next?" She paused outside the conference room where they'd be doing a quick debriefing.

He rolled a shoulder. "Honestly, the only thing I'm thinking about at the moment is grabbing something to eat after we're done here." He tilted his head. "Care to join me? If you don't have anything lined up already." Playing a couple would be hard to let go.

He really enjoyed her company.

Dita pressed her lips together. "I haven't checked yet, but if I don't … yeah, dinner sounds great." Her nose wrinkled. "As long as neither of us has to cook."

He laughed. "I'm down with that. Let's decide after the debrief." He followed her into the room, looking forward to spending off-book time with her.

I'm in the beginning stages of this one and have a pretty decent idea of where to go. Dita is going to be stuck between a rock and a hard place.

 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

Sunday Snippet: Late Summer Engagement (an Organic Nature short)

Wow. June is kicking my ass and it's only seven days old. I'm choosing to look at the beginning of the month as the bottom of the well and it can only get better, because I won't be able to handle another appliance going down. Thankfully, delivery services are available on Sunday and I have shiny new fridge to replace the one that died on Friday. And my coffeemaker decided to be wonky this morning so, yeah, I'm still trying to troubleshoot that one. Glad I can pour over in an emergency.

Other than the appliance fiasco, the weather is all over the map, which isn't unusual in Ohio. More chilly days and a few really humid ones. Rain, wind, and little bit of sun. We're supposed to have a drippy week, which is okay because I don't think it's supposed to be severe weather.

Pretty decent work week. I finished up a few projects and should be close to finishing up the one that won't seem to end. Started a new proofread and I'm making good progress on it, even with the appliance distractions.

Had an okay viewing week also. Made it through my usual list of shows but didn't get to the back-burner ones.

Started the week with half an episode of Foyle's War. Should finish it up this week and move on to the bonus episodes.

Also caught the season twelve finale of Brokenwood Mysteries. Really enjoyed this season and hope to have another one because this is definitely a comfort show.

Watched an episode of Death in Paradise. Loved getting some good character building for Seb. I'm also looking forward to getting some for the new sergeant.

Enjoyed an episode of Poirot. This one took a bit of a twist and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Looking forward to the next episode.

Elementary finished up a two-parter and the resolution ended up being fun. Also loved Sherlock's excitement about becoming a godparent.

Caught another episode of Young Justice and quite enjoyed it. Very fun to see Wally face his disbelief in magic.

Loved watching an episode of Star Trek Lower Decks. The callbacks to other series are such a delight in this show.

That's pretty much it for the life update. Tonight's post is from Late Summer Engagement, a sexy short in the Organic Nature universe.

Here's the miniblurb:

Vin's ready to spend his life with Eppie, but he's not sure she wants to be the marrying kind. Instead of proposing, he suggests something a little different. As usual, Eppie surprises him with her response.

And snippety peek…

Vin loved Eppie, especially when she rarely failed to know exactly what his thoughts were.

He followed her up the steps, his eyes glued to the rounded curves beneath her shorts. "No calls or pickups scheduled?" He grinned when she snorted.

She entered their room and turned to face him. "I'm one hundred percent, completely yours right now." Her fingers slid under the hem of her shirt, and she yanked it up and over her head.

Vin pulled his tee off and tossed it on the laundry pile. "Good to know." He popped the button on his cargo shorts.

Eppie's mouth curved. She undid the clasp of her bra and let the garment fall to the floor. She slowly slid her shorts past her hips letting them drop before stepping out of them.

Vin dropped his and stood in his boxer briefs. He reached out and hauled Eppie close before capturing her mouth with his again. His hand smoothed down her back and his fingers edged under her panties, slipping them over the curve of her ass.

Eppie worked her palms under his briefs and pushed them downward. She didn't wait for them to fall … before circling his hard length in her grip and gliding up and down.

Vin groaned. "Feels good." He untangled his feet from the underwear and nudged her toward the bed.

She sat on the edge of the mattress and grasped his hip, pulling him close to sink her lips over his cock. Her tongue swirled around the shaft before she took him deeper into her mouth. Cupping his balls, she fondled them while bobbing back and forth on his dick.

Vin's fingers threaded through her hair. He rolled his hips, relishing the hot action and suction. Eppie hummed … the vibration sending zings of lust through him.

He eased away and nodded for her to move up on the bed. One side of her mouth twisted in a grin, and she scooted back and up, placing her feet on the mattress. Vin put a knee beside her hips then ghosted his palm along her leg before sliding his fingers through her folds. Wet and slippery, he inserted two fingers into her core and brushed his thumb over her clit.

Eppie arched her back, rocking her hips. "Guh. So good." She gripped his forearm and used it to gain purchase and create more friction.

Vin flexed his fingers, hitting the spongy spot that would send Eppie over the edge. She shuddered and gasped then hooked her leg around his hips, urging him for more.

He grabbed her hips with both hands and lifted them to meet his groin.

Eppie gazed at him with passion-clouded eyes. "Now, Vin. I want you now."

He wouldn't deny her anything. Moving forward, he thrust deep in one stroke.

Eppie's eyes rolled back. "That's what I need." She wriggled her pelvis against his. "You're what I need."

He'd never get tired of hearing her say those words.

I have so much fun writing the Organic Nature shorts. Vin and Eppie are such a great couple.

 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

Sunday Snippet: A Kiss Is Just a Kiss

I'm looking forward to seeing the end of May. It hasn't been a bad month or anything. It's nice to feel like I'm starting with a clean slate.

We've had some rainy weather but it's keeping the temperatures mild, which I love. Really hoping the cooler weather sticks around for another week or two. I have some yard and garden work I want to do.

Work ended up being pretty okay. I still have the wordsmithing author making changes, but I think the project manager is putting a stop to that. Hopefully, we'll be able to get the proofread over the finish line. I'll be finishing up the science book proofread this week. And I have a copy edit that should finish sometime tonight or tomorrow. It's the twisty mystery thriller and it's definitely been a wild ride.

Not a bad week for viewing. I got through my usual list of shows but didn't end up adding any of my reserve ones.

Started out by finishing up the episode of Foyle's War. I have one episode left then some bonus material to watch.

Caught another episode of Brokenwood Mysteries and quite enjoyed it. Very interesting to see Mike move house and how the transition worked into the case.

Finished up the second part of Silent Witness. Super happy to see Jack accepted as a professor. Also rather liked the resolution of the case.

Enjoyed an episode of Poirot. Always fun when he's kind of on his own. The case was very interesting also. I like it when he's solving old ones.

Elementary ended on an interesting note. I'm wondering if the mention of Sherlock's dad is going to come into play for the second half. Also fun to see Kitty again.

Watched an episode of Young Justice and I'm intrigued. The addition of Artemis could prove interesting. I'm leaning toward double agent.

Caught another episode of Star Trek Lower Decks. Fun to see Boimler handle his first away mission. Also really fun to watch the other three try to outsmart their superior officers.

That's pretty much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from A Kiss Is Just a Kiss, a novella that explores a friends-to-lovers vibe.

Here's the miniblurb:

A kiss is just a kiss … except when it’s not. Betsy Roarke shares a brief lip-lock with Wash Mulligan and can't stop thinking about it. He's got her all twisted up and turned sideways, and she aims to make him feel the same.

And a snippety peek…

Wash smirked. Esme likes to go fast, my ass. Betsy had the need for speed … so unlike the girl he left behind.

Old Betsy did everything with careful deliberation and planning. He had no idea what new Betsy did other than help his dad with the business. He kind of missed the perky ponytail that used to swing back and forth when she walked. The blonde waves tumbling around her shoulders suited the ten-year gap. She'd grown into a beautiful woman.

His physical reaction definitely didn't count as one of the differences between old and new Betsy. Calm down, dickhead. She's still too young for you. A decade passing didn't really make a difference.

Focused on the road, she said nothing while she maneuvered along the interstate. The quiet bothered him. She used to fill silence with nonstop chatter about whatever project she had going.

Then again, what did he want her to say?

That the kiss they shared turned her upside down like it did to him? Nope. He wouldn't go there.

But something didn't mesh between the girl he left and the woman beside him. She'd always been open and honest, displaying her feelings for all to see. This Betsy had shadowed layers.

There's something hidden here.

He wouldn't pry. Not his business unless she made it so. They passed the arena on the riverfront, one of the venues his dad provided security for.

He faced her way a little. "How's the old man?" Might as well test the waters.

Betsy lifted a shoulder. "Good. Busy right now getting ready for the annual picnic on the Fourth." She changed lanes.

Annual picnic? "When did he start that?" He'd missed a lot, apparently.

Betsy sent a quick glance his way. "About five years ago. Started as an anniversary celebration, you know, for twenty years, and everyone had so much fun, we've done it every year since."

Coming from anyone else, the gentle reminder he'd missed the last ten years of their lives would've kicked him between the teeth. But Betsy kept her tone matter-of-fact, more like playing catch-up.

Wash nodded. "So, he's not home?" Maybe a good thing.

Betsy lifted her chin. "Wasn't when I left." She frowned. "And he'll be surprised to see you." She sent a sheepish glance in his direction. "I've been checking his emails the last couple of days. Between getting ready for the various fireworks shows and the picnic, he's spread pretty thin."

Translation—he's been too busy to worry about meeting his son.

Wash shrugged off the instinctive anger. He'd come home to salvage what he could with his dad. Didn't mean he'd have an easy road ahead.

Betsy flashed a smile. "He's going to be glad to see you." She shifted lanes again, getting to close to their exit.

Wash quirked a brow. "You're sure about that?" He'd believe it when he witnessed it.

Betsy lost her smile. "Considering I've spent almost every day of the last decade with him? Yeah, I'm sure." She took the off-ramp for the road home.

And, okay, he deserved that small kick in the ass.

Wash bit back a sigh. "Yeah, well, I hope you're right."

I love this story so much. Wash is going to be turned inside out before he finally understands what he needs.

 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin