I love it when
characters creep me out on television shows. The marine colonel on Banshee is a total madman and takes the
mantle of crazypants from the Red Bone leader Chayton Littlestone. Gotta say,
he lost points this past week, but I won't get into why in this venue. I may
have to dust off my Universes Altered blog and go to town on this season. LOL
Other television
news… eh, not much until this upcoming week. Looking forward to new episodes of
Arrow and The Flash. Hoping for some great stuff from Gotham and Sleepy Hollow,
too.
Lastly, come on
February. I need Bitten and The Walking Dead back on my screen. :D
Tonight's post is
from Up the Ante, a sexy short where a card game hooks up the hero and heroine.
Here's the tagline:
Mutual satisfaction starts at the poker table when Vianca
Berry and Fritz Hattenfield begin a flirtatious game that ups the ante of their
new relationship.
And a snippety peek…
Fritz ducked his head into the
rec room. "Hey, Vi. Are you gonna be at the poker game tonight?" He'd
been trying for weeks to get her to come.
Vianca glanced up from her auto
magazine. "Mmmm. Not sure I'll be around this weekend. Might ride along
the lake." Her lips twisted. "Gonna be cold soon and I want to get
one last road trip in before the weather turns." She shrugged. "But
if it rains, I'll come around."
Fritz sent out a quick request to
the universe for the clouds to roll in. "Sounds great. Game starts at
seven. Whiskey and soda provided. Anything else you want, bring along with
you." He made an exit before he truly begged her to show up.
Heading out to his ride, he snorted.
"Damn, Fritz. It's only been two weeks since you got laid. Calm
down." He swung a leg over the bike and got settled.
A low growl of an approaching
motorcycle caught his attention. He craned his neck and grinned. Margus rode up
and pulled in beside Fritz.
Margus removed his helmet.
"Hatter. Any luck on getting Miss Vi interested?" His gaze swung
toward the club house. "Pisses me off you called dibs. I'd love a piece of
that long, tall woman."
Fritz lifted a shoulder. "No
guarantee she'll show or stick around." He started his ride. "But
I'll do my damnedest to convince her we'd be great together."
And they would. Fritz had a gut
check every time she got within five feet of him. From his reaction alone,
they'd burn up the sheets. And Vianca didn't seem unaware of the chemistry. She
played to it, keeping Fritz on his toes with sexy banter when they worked on
engines.
The woman kicked ass when it came
to wrenching. Fritz couldn't wait to see what she'd do in a bed. Or hell,
anywhere. He certainly didn't need a soft mattress or crisp, cotton sheets.
He'd pretty much go wherever the
hell Vi wanted.
And do anything she wanted, at
least the first time they got together. After that, they could discuss how
things should shake out.
Margus snapped his fingers in front
on Fritz's face. "Bro. You gonna sit there with the motor running all day
or what?" A sly smirk crossed his face. "I'd recommend leaving the
fantasy behind if you're headed for the outerbelt. It's a total zoo right
now."
Fritz grimaced. "Always is.
But you're right. I gotta get moving or I'll be late for the meet with
Chauncey." He revved the engine. "Catch ya later tonight. Probably
after ten."
He shifted and pulled out of his
spot, easing into traffic once he cleared the exit. He had a forty minute ride
to his meeting. Thoughts of Vi would pass the time, but only if he kept them
rated PG.
Right.
Maybe he'd better count mile
markers instead.
For a short story,
this one has been all over the place. I have a feeling the content is subject
to change on a whim. LOL
That's it for this
week. Happy reading!
Skylin
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