Well… a lonely week
without an episode of The Last Ship,
but the previous episode gave me lots of fodder to make theories about. LOL. I
seriously think Blonde Ambition has an agenda we have yet to see. A friend
suggested Allison is in cahoots with Jacob the asshat reporter and I love the
idea. On the Asian front, Chandler has his hands full. The green mist stuff may
make me find a new favorite color. LOL
Killjoys keeps getting better and better. Truly love how lots of threads are
working their way together and twisting around each other. This show continues
to amaze. And guess what? It's got green plasma goo stuff, so, yeah, maybe
orange is going to be my new favorite color. LOL
Dark Matter finally dropped some details about Nyx, one
of the new crew members. Looking forward to seeing how the interaction with
Four changes when she finds out what he suggested for her brother.
Babylon 5 rewatch continues and I'm almost at the end of season two. I'm looking
forward to diving into three because the groundwork from the first two seasons
starts building one of my favorite characters arcs of all time.
I viewed more Strike Back and remembered how much I
loved all the mistakes they let Stonebridge and Scott make in season two.
Seriously, the duo messed up on a pretty big scale… several times. LOL I think
that's why it became one of my favorite shows.
And that's it for
television. Tonight's post is from No
Words, a sexy short that got a beginning with the prompt… A moment of
quiet. I added a quick summary to help when I started writing—solitude can be
craved, sought, and given.
Here's the
mini-blurb:
Colby Mass and Webster
Bishop are soldiers in an elite unit and usually go full tilt into action. But
when they find unexpected down time, they discover solitude can be craved,
sought, and given, sometimes in unanticipated ways.
Here's the snippety peek…
Webster got a boost from being
around Colby. Being in meeting after meeting all day nearly drove him mad. By
the third briefing, he almost hoped they'd get a call to some random hot spot
for a hostage extrication or maybe a target takedown.
But his shit day all but
disappeared after ten minutes in her presence.
She didn't bombard him with
questions or make random comments about nonsensical topics. Her quiet action of
drawing—doodling, she called it—soothed the snarly beast yapping in his brain
about wasted, unproductive moments going over the same information again and
again.
If they didn't know their shit by
now, the whole company would be screwed.
Downtime should be spent away
from the job. But they couldn't leave the base. So… finding a spot for
relaxation paid off. Colby usually hit the recreation area and Webster joined
her when solitude didn't appeal.
He took a tray when she slid one
down. "Thanks." An efficiency of movement got their silverware,
napkins, and place settings in front of them.
Colby scooped up the main dish.
"Want some?" She dumped the chicken and gravy onto his plate.
Webster offered her applesauce
and noodles. "Enough? Maybe some of the—" He pointed to the peach
cobbler.
Colby groaned. "God,
yes." She filled her cup with tea then poured water into his.
He heaped two helpings of the dessert
onto their plates and followed her to a corner table.
Settling into the seat, he draped
the napkin over a knee. "Smells good." Scooping some food onto his
fork, he shoved the bite into his mouth.
Colby grinned. "Yeah, it
does." She tucked into her meal, slurping a noodle between her lips.
Webster loved to watch her eat.
She enjoyed food and savored every bite. Easy to do when they often went days
existing on ration packs. They spent the next several minutes making soft
sounds of satisfaction and closing their eyes in bliss. The mess hall only had
three other people, not including the galley staff of two, who started carrying
the food containers into the kitchen.
Colby kicked back and sipped her
tea. Webster rifled around in his pocket and brought out a hunk of partially
carved wood. He reached for his blade, but Colby flipped hers open and handed
the knife to him.
She nodded. "Just sharpened
it this morning. Should do a nice job on the details."
Webster quirked an eyebrow.
"You know what it's going to be?" He hadn't actually decided yet.
Colby flashed a smile.
"Nope. But you always do intricate stuff."
Her observation surprised him. He
put the tip to the wood and made a long slice along the edge. She made a good
point. He often did swirls and curls on his carvings.
Colby chuckled. "Didn't
think I noticed, did you?"
He glanced up, pausing the knife.
"Not really. But I should have." He went back to smoothing out the
line he'd created. "You see and sense things most people don't."
Colby send him a knowing smirk
and leaned back, propping her feet up on the opposite chair.
Settling into a comfortable
silence, Webster continued working with the wood until the mess hall emptied
and the lights were cut to single row behind the serving area. Colby nudged his
thigh and jerked her head toward the exit. Webster carefully closed her blade
and returned the knife. Colby grinned and pushed away from the table before
standing up.
Webster rose, slid the carving
back into his pocket, and went to gather up their trays. He blinked when he
found the table empty and shot a quick glance in Colby's direction.
She laughed. "You were kind
of absorbed with the work." Turning, she started for the nearest door.
Webster caught up and fell into
step beside her. "You're all right, Mass."
Colby bumped her shoulder into
his. "I know." Letting out a bark of laughter, she made a sharp left
and lifted her hand in a wave.
Webster paused, shaking his head.
Then he chuckled. His earlier crappy mood completely gone, he gave Colby all
the credit. She didn't beg for attention or clamor for responsiveness. Instead,
she offered quiet support and sly humor, letting him unwind at leisure. And by
doing something he loved, which she became part of by sharing something
personal.
Colby might be the perfect woman.
Another longer
look, but I liked the flow of this scene. This may end up tying into another
sexy short called Fantasy Exchange, but I'm not sure if the worlds will mesh
yet. Stay tuned.
That's it for this
week. Happy reading!
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