So…who knew I'd
grow so attached to Merle the Moron on Walking
Dead? I sure didn't. LOL Mum's the word on his fate for now, but wow, what
a twist.
Tonight's post is a
random bit from Blame it on the Rain, something still in the planning
the stages, but this scene would not leave me alone until I wrote it. LOL
I literally have no
idea how I'm going to get the characters to the point in the excerpt, but it's
sure going to be fun doing it. :D
Here's the tagline:
Vala and Gates work
together leading tours through the wilderness and love their job. But when
close friends go through a breakup, Val and Gates take opposite sides and it
strains their relationship, especially when they get trapped in the elements and
have to find shelter for the night.
And here's the
snippety peek:
"Geez, do you think this
stupid rain will ever stop?" Vala poked at the paltry fire, trying to stir
up the embers.
Gates settled back against his
rucksack. "Eventually." He shrugged. "You know, it kinda doesn't
bother me. I mean, seriously, rain? Real, drenching, soaked to the skin
rain." He chuckled. "It's been a while since I've experienced
anything like it. It's kind of fun."
Vala snorted, adding more wood to
the fire. "Yeah. Loads of laughs to have dripping hair smacking you in the
face when the wind gusts." She glanced back over her shoulder and rolled
her eyes. "Your definition of fun doesn’t match mine."
Gates nudged her hip with his
boot. "Come on. You love being out of the city as much as I do." He
scooted sideways, when she scrambled back away from the flames to lean against
his pack.
She sighed. "It is pretty
great to be standing on actual ground, muddy though it is, even if the reason
sucks—" She stopped speaking abruptly, dragging her bottom lip between her
teeth.
A sure sign she had to bite her
tongue to keep from saying more on the subject.
Gah. He didn't want to fight with
Vala. Not anymore. They could pick up arguing about Jane and Karl in the
morning. The couple's sometimes toxic decision making had given them a reason
to get out of the city, even though it would delay making the rendezvous with
the rest of the tour group.
A trek through a veritable jungle
during what felt like a monsoon wouldn't be his first choice for getting Vala
alone, but it could've been worse. They could've come to blows over the ill-timed
absence of their best friends. He considered Vala's abhorrence for slogging
through the mud a bonus, or they probably would have. The woman always seemed
to take the opposite side from him and could argue over the minutest details. Made
trying to have a relationship very interesting sometimes.
The rain continued to beat down
outside, but the small clearing under the canopy of trees provided a good spot
to erect their portable bivouac, offering a nice buffer against the whipping
wind. Vala had made short work of getting the MREs and rationed water out of
her pack before assisting him with the fire. She'd then gone quiet and pensive after
they'd finished eating. Gates worried about their friends, too, but he didn't
want to spend the next eight hours brooding over what they'd face when he and
Vala caught up to them and gave them their marching papers. A distraction would
be in order and he had a brilliant idea in mind.
If he could get Vala to
cooperate.
He bumped her shoulder with his.
"At least we'll be dry for the night."
Vala snorted. "Yeah, if you
don't count our soggy clothes and the constant drip in the corner over there."
Her head jerked toward the back of the shelter.
Gates shook his head. "Vala,
shut up. You're ruining the moment."
She angled her head towards him.
"Are we having a moment, Gates?"
He swung his gaze to meet hers.
"We could be, if you'd let it happen."
Vala's lips quirked and she
turned, molding her body to his. "What, exactly, do you want me to let
happen?"
Gates cupped her face with his
hand. "This." He caught her lips with his, running his tongue over
her lower one before plunging it inside her mouth.
The kiss grew heated and he'd
swear the temperature rose in the shelter. Wouldn't, in fact, be surprised if
steam didn't generate between them.
Vala broke the kiss and eased
back, a quirky grin on her face. "You know, you have a point about the
rain being pretty damned awesome." Reaching down, she grabbed the hem of
her shirt, dragging the damp fabric up and over her head. "But the
clothes? Have to go."
Why
the hell would he argue?
Why indeed? LOL Jane
and Karl put Vala and Gates in a tricky spot, but they're going to make the
most of it…rain or no rain. :D
And that's it for
tonight. Happy reading!
Skylin
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