An excerpt from ‘Picking Daisy’

Here’s a little excerpt from my recently-published novel, Picking Daisy. If you like what you read, you can purchase a print or Kindle version of the entire book on Amazon (I’ll include the link after the excerpt). Thanks!

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Daisy  stared at him as he held the phone out to her. He was now one step ahead of her and he wasn’t even aware. Still, she thought about telling Nick that Robby was there and let him deal with his inconsiderate nephew. If Nick knew Robby had shown up drunk…

“I am  not going anywhere with you…” she muttered as she reached for the phone. Once again Robby yanked it away from her, irritated. 

“Really? There are millions of women who’d do any number of things for a ride in my truck.”

Daisy rolled her eyes. “Well, call one of them!”

Robby placed the phone back on top of the refrigerator with an irritated sigh. “Your friends said Nick was asking for you. Don’t you care?”

His words cu t Daisy to the core. She glared. “Nick means more to me than you’ll…never mind. It’s too complicated to bother explaining to…you.”

Robby grinned again before slowly stepping toward her. He placed one hand on either side of her so that he was nose-to-nose with her. He smelled heavily of expensive, masculine cologne that made her dizzy. Daisy’s chest constricted and she reminded herself she needed to breathe.

He wasn’t going to kiss her. Not that she’d mind…but surely even Robby had his standards.  But  it had been such a long, long time since anyone had even hinted at kissing her. 

Robby continued smiling and gently brushed the hair back from her face. “Come on. Let’s go for a visit. I have a feeling he’d be happy to see you,” he whispered. “You’ll be home in time for Duck Soup. And Uncle Nick will love that I’m so thoughtful I brought his good friend.”

Quickly Daisy gathered her wits and managed to push his hand away, knocking him off balance as he tried to stand. 

“Don’t you ever touch me again,” she said, moving away from him. Incredulous, Robby regained control and resumed his original stance, his eyes blazing.

 “ You have no idea who you’re dealing with.” 

Daisy la ughed, pointing to her backpack. “You don’t either. Thanks to your uncle I’m a darned good shot.”

Angrily Robby reached for her and lifted her from the wheelchair, surprising them both as he held her close. 

“I don’t play games…Rose. We’re going to see Nick… and before this night is through I bet you’ll beg me to take your songs.”

As Robby started for the door alternately kicking the wheelchair in front of him as he went, Daisy was beginning to come to her senses, which, for a moment anyway, completely escaped her. 

“My nam e is Daisy!” she shouted feebly. “Put me down!” she beat against his solid chest but to no avail. They were outside in the cool night air before she even thought to scream. 

It didn’t matter. There was no one to hear. 

Hope you enjoyed this excerpt from ‘Picking Daisy’- If you’d like to read more, grab a copy from Amazon