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Teaser Monday :)
Since I adore all of you so much, here is the first teaser to the sequel of "Seduction and Snacks". Enjoy!
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"Futures and Frosting" Teaser:
The sound of gagging and thumping interrupted our Hallmark card moment and Liz and I turned to see Jim's little cousin Melissa in her flower girl dress straddling Gavin on the floor and trying to choke him. Gavin flailed and kicked beneath her, trying to dislodge her hands from around his neck.
“Hey!” I whisper-yelled.
They both ceased all movement and turned to stare at me.
“WHAT are you doing?!”
Gavin shoved with all of his might and Melissa went tumbling off of him. He scrambled up, grabbing his fallen ring bearer pillow and clutching it to his chest.
“She freaking hell took my pillow! Stupid punk!” Gavin said loudly.
“He kicked me in my no-no-zone!” Melissa complained with a stomp of her foot.
“Oh my,” Liz's mother muttered.
“You should eat dirt!” Gavin turned and yelled at Melissa.
“I will NOT eat dirt!” she counterattacked.
“EAT IT WITH YOUR CHICKEN FACE!”
It was complete and utter child anarchy and before I could pick a kid to yell at, the organ music changed and began playing the song that I needed to walk down the aisle to with Gavin and Melissa right behind me.
I quickly bent down in front of both of them and stared them square in the eyes with as stern of an expression as I could muster.
“Both of you little monsters listen up. As soon as you step foot out of those doors you better have smiles on your faces and your outside voices duct taped inside your bodies. If you speak, push, shove, swear, argue or even blink at each other I will haul your asses out of that church and lock you in the basement with the scary clowns.”
I huffed to emphasize my point and stood, tugging up the front of my strapless dress.
“If I see a clown, I’m going to punch him in the nuts.”
“Gavin Allen!” I scolded.
“What? We didn’t step fru dose doors yet,” he argued, pointing behind me.
“Kid has a point,” Liz whispered, adjusting her veil.
“Behave,” I whispered through clenched teeth as I turned and nodded to the two church attendants so they could open the double doors for my entrance.
“My mom’s not afraid to punch a kid,” I heard Gavin whisper to Melissa as I took my first step down the aisle.
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Futures and Frosting
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"Futures and Frosting" Teaser:
The sound of gagging and thumping interrupted our Hallmark card moment and Liz and I turned to see Jim's little cousin Melissa in her flower girl dress straddling Gavin on the floor and trying to choke him. Gavin flailed and kicked beneath her, trying to dislodge her hands from around his neck.
“Hey!” I whisper-yelled.
They both ceased all movement and turned to stare at me.
“WHAT are you doing?!”
Gavin shoved with all of his might and Melissa went tumbling off of him. He scrambled up, grabbing his fallen ring bearer pillow and clutching it to his chest.
“She freaking hell took my pillow! Stupid punk!” Gavin said loudly.
“He kicked me in my no-no-zone!” Melissa complained with a stomp of her foot.
“Oh my,” Liz's mother muttered.
“You should eat dirt!” Gavin turned and yelled at Melissa.
“I will NOT eat dirt!” she counterattacked.
“EAT IT WITH YOUR CHICKEN FACE!”
It was complete and utter child anarchy and before I could pick a kid to yell at, the organ music changed and began playing the song that I needed to walk down the aisle to with Gavin and Melissa right behind me.
I quickly bent down in front of both of them and stared them square in the eyes with as stern of an expression as I could muster.
“Both of you little monsters listen up. As soon as you step foot out of those doors you better have smiles on your faces and your outside voices duct taped inside your bodies. If you speak, push, shove, swear, argue or even blink at each other I will haul your asses out of that church and lock you in the basement with the scary clowns.”
I huffed to emphasize my point and stood, tugging up the front of my strapless dress.
“If I see a clown, I’m going to punch him in the nuts.”
“Gavin Allen!” I scolded.
“What? We didn’t step fru dose doors yet,” he argued, pointing behind me.
“Kid has a point,” Liz whispered, adjusting her veil.
“Behave,” I whispered through clenched teeth as I turned and nodded to the two church attendants so they could open the double doors for my entrance.
“My mom’s not afraid to punch a kid,” I heard Gavin whisper to Melissa as I took my first step down the aisle.
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Futures and Frosting
