Nikki Mathis Thompson's Blog, page 4
September 10, 2013
Teaser Tuesday
Charlie was sharing her trials and tribulations of raising a pre-teen daughter when the first bottle was delivered.
“Guys, I don’t want her to be popular. The popular girls are mean drunken sluts. I want her nerdy. Playing the tuba, math club, staying in every weekend nerdy.”
“Not all popular girls are like that, Charlie. You were very popular and you weren’t…oh never mind that doesn’t help prove my point,” Izzie laughed.
“I’m about to ship her ass to Timbuktu with the attitude she’s got now. Or I’m just going to give up and let her do what ever she wants.”
“Don’t get lazy about it, then she’ll really get crazy,” Paige pointed out.
“What’s lazy to some is a progressive parenting strategy to another. Just give it a fancy name like the hands off learning model,” Katrine suggested with a grin.
“Whatever you call it, she’s about to get an old fashioned beat down. There’s only room for one diva in my house.”
“It’s a phase. We all went through it. Identity crisis, pimples, raging hormones. I hated middle school, it was the fucking worst,” Maddie groaned.
“Speaking of zits. I was at the store the other day and I looked down into my basket. Zit cream and wrinkle cream. What’s bad about that scenario? They were both for me. I mean, god! If I have wrinkles, shouldn’t I get a pass on bad skin? Mother nature can be one cruel bitch,” Jane said.
“You should try my eye cream Jane, it is fabulous.” Charlie suggested.
“Charlie have you gone to the more earth friendly products yet? You always get the one’s that test on animals.”
“Maddie, I would blind a basket of bunnies any day of the week if it meant younger looking skin.” Charlie admitted.
“What ever, Cruella. I bet you use the tears of Cambodian orphans as moisturizer,” Maddie teased with an eye roll.
“If it worked, hell yes.” She would probably draw the line at orphan tears, but then again maybe not.
“Guys, I don’t want her to be popular. The popular girls are mean drunken sluts. I want her nerdy. Playing the tuba, math club, staying in every weekend nerdy.”
“Not all popular girls are like that, Charlie. You were very popular and you weren’t…oh never mind that doesn’t help prove my point,” Izzie laughed.
“I’m about to ship her ass to Timbuktu with the attitude she’s got now. Or I’m just going to give up and let her do what ever she wants.”
“Don’t get lazy about it, then she’ll really get crazy,” Paige pointed out.
“What’s lazy to some is a progressive parenting strategy to another. Just give it a fancy name like the hands off learning model,” Katrine suggested with a grin.
“Whatever you call it, she’s about to get an old fashioned beat down. There’s only room for one diva in my house.”
“It’s a phase. We all went through it. Identity crisis, pimples, raging hormones. I hated middle school, it was the fucking worst,” Maddie groaned.
“Speaking of zits. I was at the store the other day and I looked down into my basket. Zit cream and wrinkle cream. What’s bad about that scenario? They were both for me. I mean, god! If I have wrinkles, shouldn’t I get a pass on bad skin? Mother nature can be one cruel bitch,” Jane said.
“You should try my eye cream Jane, it is fabulous.” Charlie suggested.
“Charlie have you gone to the more earth friendly products yet? You always get the one’s that test on animals.”
“Maddie, I would blind a basket of bunnies any day of the week if it meant younger looking skin.” Charlie admitted.
“What ever, Cruella. I bet you use the tears of Cambodian orphans as moisturizer,” Maddie teased with an eye roll.
“If it worked, hell yes.” She would probably draw the line at orphan tears, but then again maybe not.
August 27, 2013
Teaser Tuesday
What time is it? It's teaser time!
Guys it's getting harder and harder to pick passages. There are so many I want to share, but I don't want to give anything away. (I just need to finish this already.)
Of course food is an important part of book 2. I want you horny or hungry, either one is fine with me, preferably both
So without further ado here is your teaser...
♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨
“Close you eyes,” he softly commanded. She raised an
eyebrow then did as he asked. She felt the fork and opened her mouth.
The whipped cream brushed across her lips, cold and sweet. Then she tasted the slightly bitter chocolate of the thick moist cake. The salty, sweet caramel was the last and without sight she was able to focus on the flavors and textures on her tongue.
“Mmmmm.” She opened her eyes and smiled, it was a languid, satisfied smile. He took one bite and asked for the check.
♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨
Like · · Share
Guys it's getting harder and harder to pick passages. There are so many I want to share, but I don't want to give anything away. (I just need to finish this already.)
Of course food is an important part of book 2. I want you horny or hungry, either one is fine with me, preferably both
So without further ado here is your teaser...
♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨
“Close you eyes,” he softly commanded. She raised an
eyebrow then did as he asked. She felt the fork and opened her mouth.
The whipped cream brushed across her lips, cold and sweet. Then she tasted the slightly bitter chocolate of the thick moist cake. The salty, sweet caramel was the last and without sight she was able to focus on the flavors and textures on her tongue.
“Mmmmm.” She opened her eyes and smiled, it was a languid, satisfied smile. He took one bite and asked for the check.
♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨♨
Like · · Share
August 5, 2013
a nibble from book 2
"The doubt slipped away like pollen in a soft breeze. And just like that, she knew. This moment, even if it was the only one she got, was worth everything. That thought should have scared her, but in a strange way it just bolstered her resolve. She’d made the right decision."
August 1, 2013
July 30, 2013
On of many teasers on my FB author page
"The water was so transparent she could see at least a hundred yards below her. For just an instant the infinite expanse of water surrounding her was overwhelming. But when she saw the bottom of the boat, the feeling passed. An iridescent yellow fish with a neon blue stripe across it’s back swam by her face. She reached out to touch it’s fin, but it was too quick. Katrine marveled at the number of different species that inhabited the tiny ecosystem just beyond her flippered feet. Her limbs felt weightless and buoyant. The affect was so relaxing she thought she might doze off right there.
She was jolted from her trance by a water muffled “Son of a bitch!” Her head broke the surface. Treading water she pulled the snorkel from her mouth and put her goggles above her eyebrows. ? was a few feet away making sounds of distress."
Book 2
She was jolted from her trance by a water muffled “Son of a bitch!” Her head broke the surface. Treading water she pulled the snorkel from her mouth and put her goggles above her eyebrows. ? was a few feet away making sounds of distress."
Book 2
April 23, 2013
April 22, 2013
April 5, 2013
April 4, 2013
April 3, 2013
Quotes from the book
“But in the end it had become more of a mutual affection built on a life of shared obligations. She had lost herself somewhere along the way and it happens to a lot of women. It wasn’t a unique story. But she knew one thing, she would never lose herself again. No matter what and no matter who…” Katrine
“She had played by the rules and look where it had gotten her. Divorced and unemployed. All her planning and pragmatism had left her high and dry.” Katrine
“And by the way, Trey wasn’t gay, he just liked being nailed in the ass. I don’t think Michael was bipolar, he was just a raging a-hole. And he wasn’t a klepto, he just stole all of my shit.” Maddie
“And I am not jealous. I am sure the sluts you screw are simply enchanting.” Katrine
“I am a lost cause. After three kids it doesn’t matter where I put my arms, if my bra is off then my tits are in my fucking armpits.” Charlie
“No gracias! I rather get a Brazilian wax from Edward Scissorhands then suffer another one of those…” Maddie
“Yes, you have a son and yes, you are divorced, but it isn’t baggage. You obviously adore your son and if you weren’t divorced, I wouldn’t have the privilege of sitting with you right now. And can I say, that your ex must be the most moronic man in the history of men. It is unfathomable to me to let someone like you go. I just don’t get it. I think you are an amazing woman.” Xander
“I know you, Katrine. I saw you, the way you looked at him. He is going to hurt you, I can see it. Damn it! I really care about you. I could even love you if you’d let me. Why would you put yourself through that?” Ian
“And I go to New York all of the time. So if he screws you over, I can go by his office and slam his balls in his desk drawer! All you have to do is ask.” Jane
“Oh, I never fake it… I make it a point never to reward bad behavior,” Paige
“Probably sweetie, probably. But hey, I always jump in dick first and it almost always ends in tears and booze. So I am the last person to judge anyone on their romantic liaisons.” Tristan
“Because he has a penis and therefore driven by genetics to be a complete piece of shit! No offense, Tristan,” Paige said, uttering a very rare curse. Reserved only for her angriest moments.
“None taken. My penis makes me do horrible things all of the time,” he teased. Tristan
“By the way, love…it isn’t a mystery and it isn’t hard. You just do it. You love someone and let them love you back, a no-brainer, case closed. And the thing is, the cold hard truth of the matter is… I don’t have the time…the energy…nor the inclination to teach you how to have a grown- up relationship. I have been through too much! And honestly I am just too damn old to bother.You are just going to have to grow up all on your own.” Katrine
“She had played by the rules and look where it had gotten her. Divorced and unemployed. All her planning and pragmatism had left her high and dry.” Katrine
“And by the way, Trey wasn’t gay, he just liked being nailed in the ass. I don’t think Michael was bipolar, he was just a raging a-hole. And he wasn’t a klepto, he just stole all of my shit.” Maddie
“And I am not jealous. I am sure the sluts you screw are simply enchanting.” Katrine
“I am a lost cause. After three kids it doesn’t matter where I put my arms, if my bra is off then my tits are in my fucking armpits.” Charlie
“No gracias! I rather get a Brazilian wax from Edward Scissorhands then suffer another one of those…” Maddie
“Yes, you have a son and yes, you are divorced, but it isn’t baggage. You obviously adore your son and if you weren’t divorced, I wouldn’t have the privilege of sitting with you right now. And can I say, that your ex must be the most moronic man in the history of men. It is unfathomable to me to let someone like you go. I just don’t get it. I think you are an amazing woman.” Xander
“I know you, Katrine. I saw you, the way you looked at him. He is going to hurt you, I can see it. Damn it! I really care about you. I could even love you if you’d let me. Why would you put yourself through that?” Ian
“And I go to New York all of the time. So if he screws you over, I can go by his office and slam his balls in his desk drawer! All you have to do is ask.” Jane
“Oh, I never fake it… I make it a point never to reward bad behavior,” Paige
“Probably sweetie, probably. But hey, I always jump in dick first and it almost always ends in tears and booze. So I am the last person to judge anyone on their romantic liaisons.” Tristan
“Because he has a penis and therefore driven by genetics to be a complete piece of shit! No offense, Tristan,” Paige said, uttering a very rare curse. Reserved only for her angriest moments.
“None taken. My penis makes me do horrible things all of the time,” he teased. Tristan
“By the way, love…it isn’t a mystery and it isn’t hard. You just do it. You love someone and let them love you back, a no-brainer, case closed. And the thing is, the cold hard truth of the matter is… I don’t have the time…the energy…nor the inclination to teach you how to have a grown- up relationship. I have been through too much! And honestly I am just too damn old to bother.You are just going to have to grow up all on your own.” Katrine
