Sunday, June 1, 2025

Sunday Snippet: Enforced Confinement

Had a super busy week between work projects and personal projects and, whew, I'm exhausted. Also, the weather is being contrary with lots of rain and chilly temperatures. I don't think we got above sixty degrees with the exception of Thursday when we topped out at seventy.

I'm still juggling six work projects but two are in a state of simmering on the back burner, which isn't optimal, but it does help manage the load.

Had a slow viewing week and didn't quite make it through my usual round of shows. Too much going on that needed my full attention.

I did end up catching an episode of Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries. It's one of my favorites with Phyrne showing off her flying skills.

Also watched an episode of The Brokenwood Mysteries. A holiday episode that I thoroughly enjoyed. I'm kind of bummed there aren't any new episodes until the next season.

Death in Paradise kind of blew my mind. I knew what would happen and it still caught me a little off guard. I think because Neville acted so out of character. I have a really good idea of who killed the professor, and I hope I prove myself right.

Got another episode of Return to Paradise viewed and I'm really enjoying this show. I'm very on the fence with Glen's engagement to Daisy. I really think things could get very messy.

Finished out the week with another Poirot episode. I kind of pegged who the kidnapper was from the beginning, and I loved the razor-sharp way Poirot called the guy out.

That's pretty much it for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from Enforced Confinement, a novella that reunites a couple after a breakup.

Here's the miniblurb:

After a breakup, Baylee and Noah get trapped in a confined space and neither is happy about the situation. But the enforced intimacy gives them a chance to meet their issues head-on in a place they can't take each other for granted.

And a snippety peek…

Baylee closed her eyes, and her head dropped back. I'm so not in the mood for this. She wanted to crawl into a bed and crash … after she grabbed something to eat. Hell, she didn't have the energy to even shove food in her mouth.
Noah wanted to hash shit out at the worst possible times. Right. Is there ever a good time? For her? Nope.
She straightened and opened her eyes.
Noah arched his brows. "Bay? Talk to me." He didn't make it a demand, more a quiet entreaty.
He could've asked for the moon, and she'd have an easier time making that happen than trying to explain something she didn't understand herself. Especially after a long day and knowing she'd messed up on an epic scale.
Frustrated, fed up, and clearly in the wrong, Baylee couldn't deal with anything right now. "You know what? You're right. Clearly, I can't be bothered." Grabbing her keys, bag, and phone, she left before Noah could stop her.
Darting back out into the rain, she stumbled to her car and started the engine. She refused to look anywhere but her rearview mirror. Seeing Noah's disappointment would've done her completely in.
She didn't let the tears fall until she'd backed out of the drive.
By the time she took the exit to her street, she regretted walking away. She loved Noah but why would he want to be with her when she never got things right? He'd be so much better off without her in his life.
And she couldn't see a way to stay true to herself if she caved in and went against one of her core principles. No arguing or answering to anyone or anything. And if she ended up alone for the rest of forever, she'd live with the choice.
Even if the thought hurt her heart.

Writing breakups and the aftermath is a challenge, especially when I want the happily ever after right away.


 

That's it for this week. Happy reading!

Skylin

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