Snippet Saturday
The topic today is weather and since I have a Christmas novella coming out in December from Carina, I thought this might be a good time for an early sneak peek. The anthology is called HOLIDAY KISSES and my story is It's Not Christmas Without You. Here's an unedited excerpt:
Carrie Anders loved Christmas. The lights, the cookies, the holiday spirit, the cookies, the carols…the cookies. She'd spent every holiday of the last twenty-six years in Holloway, West Virginia, the small town a few miles from the Maryland border where she grew up and her parents and brother still lived. She planned on breaking her streak by staying in Washington, D.C. this year.
No big family dinner. No week off. Just one day at home in her tiny apartment before heading back to her shift at the museum. Though she loved the job, the idea of working over the holidays made her grumpy to the point of sneering. But keeping busy meant keeping her mind off the man she missed more each day instead of less.
That whole absence makes the heart grow fonder thing? Yeah, that wasn't her experience. Not if the constant dull ache in her chest was an indication. After months away from home and him, she still felt the pull. She'd read all about eternal longing in books and thought it sounded dramatic. Now she lived it. She'd be in a meeting or even brushing her teeth and her mind would wander back to the man who grabbed her heart when he was still a long-haired boy driving a muscle car.
Good thing her mom had shipped two tins of sugar cookies for early holiday taste testing. They took her mind off everything else…for a second or two. Only broken edges remained, but Carrie kept eating. She may even have licked her finger then crunched it against the crumbs for a snack.
Rather than mope in a sea of cookie dust and dwell on that whole broken heart thing, she buttoned her pea coat and went downstairs for some fresh Sunday air. Standing in the lobby of her apartment building, she stared at the empty lot across the street. Make that the formerly empty lot.
The corner at the end of the Whitehurst Freeway that separated the Foggy Bottom area of Washington, D.C. from its wealthy neighbor Georgetown now housed what looked like a misplaced forest. A thousand soon-to-be Christmas trees lined the small strip of grass usually reserved for resident dog walking. Something about the combination of dog poo and Christmas trees fit with her feelings about the holiday this year.
A string of white lights clipped to beams outlined the space in a square. A building about the size of a shed sat at the end closest to the street. As she watched, a man grabbed the trees from the stacks one-by-one and staked them upright.
Despite the chill and last night's dusting of snow, he wore faded blue jeans and a half tucked-in flannel shirt. His only nod to the weather was the combination of work boots and gloves, and those likely had more to do with the way he was throwing six-foot trees around than the icy air.
It was the first week of December. She'd been counting down the days until the lot opened because, by God, she'd have a tree even if she had to move her couch into the hallway to fit the tree in her five-hundred square foot apartment.
But it looked like she'd have to wait a few more hours until the lot was up and running. Maybe she'd grab a coffee and…
Her gaze went back to the guy and an unexpected heat rolled through her. Broad shoulders and a waist trim enough to make the hem of his shirt hang away from his body. The rip in his decade-old jeans right under his left butt cheek. The slight flap to the pocket where the thread lost its battle with time.
Oh, yeah. She knew that ass. Knew all of him, actually. Brown hair that brushed against his eyebrows, bright blue eyes and a stubborn streak to rival two eighty year-old coal miners engaged in a political argument.
Austin Thomas. High school love, ex-boyfriend of six months who refused to stay ex, and the reason for the constant ache around her heart.
Her sneakers slipped against the slick sidewalk as she stumbled her way into a perfect furious stalk. Excitement and anger warred inside her with each breath. She tamped down on the white light of happiness that bloomed in her stomach just from seeing him and let the darker side of her emotions fuel her steps.
Five feet away, Austin spun around and shot her his best I've-been-waiting-for-you smile. The same one guaranteed to make her panties hit the floor and her common sense pack for vacation.
Oh, no. Not this time.
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Remember to check out the other authors' snippets:
Lacey Savage
TJ Michaels
Shiloh Walker
Denise A. Agnew
Shelli Stevens
Alison Kent
Leah Braemel
Jody Wallace
Eliza Gayle
Mari Carr
McKenna Jeffries
Anne Rainey/a>
Myla Jackson
Selena Blake
Taige Crenshaw
