Snippet Saturday–Action–November 19
This week's Snippet is all about action. I have a love/hate relationship with action scenes. But, I happen to love the action in Seduced by a Cajun Werewolf. Enjoy.
The footsteps in the stairwell grew louder. She glanced from him to the door and back. The moment stretched on and he tried to read her mind but her thoughts were rapid fire pistons.
"Alright," she said, sounding breathless. The single word was music to his ears. She stared at his hand for half of a second before taking it.
He kissed her and then left her to push the dresser in front of the door.
"What are you doing? That's our way out."
"There's another way."
Her gaze swerved to the balcony. "Are you suggesting we make a rope out of the bed linens and shimmy our way down?"
Parts of him stirred at the thought of her luscious behind shimmying. "I'd love to watch you shimmy…some other time."
He glanced out at the rapidly rising sun. "How do you feel about sunlight?"
"Sunlight?" The word was quick and shrill. Had there not been men after them, he would have taken a moment to enjoy how comical her expression was.
Instead, he nodded grimly. He'd heard that vamps had become immune to sunlight but he didn't want to test it on her. The roof really was the best way out since he had no idea who was after her or if they'd shoot first and ask questions later.
"I prefer to stay out of it unless I'm wearing SPF 50."
He wrapped her jacket around her and cinched the belt tight. It came down well over the tops of her boots. But her hands and face were bare. "Let's go."
"Great," she said with a grumble. But she sheathed her weapon and started after him. He lead the way to the balcony and down to the end of the building. Behind them, the door to her suite crashed open. Gunfire ricocheted through the room. His heartbeat quickened along with his footsteps.
They were on the top floor, and he quickly gauged the distance to the roof line. Sometimes being super strong came in handy. Now was one of those times.
He let go of her hand and pointed a finger to the roof above. "Up you go."
"You're joking." She glanced down at his finger and then up at the rooftop.
"Nope." He grabbed her around the waist from behind and, as gently as possible, hurtled them both to the roof. Voices from below drove him forward.
The tarred pebbles crushed beneath their feet as they ran across the expanse. When they reached the edge, he surveyed her hands and face. Her skin was turning pink far too fast for his liking.
An alley stretched between the buildings, and she looked at him with an arched brow. Effortlessly, she stepped onto the ledge, lifted her arms, and soared through the air with a grace he had to admire. She landed easily on the other side and turned to look at him.
Wasting no time, he leapt after her, and they took off running again. He didn't dare look back. Pushing ahead was their only option. Right now, he didn't care who was after them, or why. But he very much wanted to stay alive.
When they came to the side of the building, Cayenne put her hand on its edge and soared over it as if it were a vaulting horse. The fire escape groaned under their weight as he joined her. Rusted metal flaked off as they descended.
"Do you see them?" she asked when they were almost to the bottom.
"No. But they've probably got this place staked out." That was a professional operation if he'd ever seen one.
She dropped to the pavement next to him and pushed her hair out of her face.
"You read my mind. There's a car park on the next block," she said, and he admired that she had an exit strategy. Side by side, they raced down the sidewalk and into the concrete parking deck, up a flight of stairs and along a row of cars.
Don't forget to check out the other Snippet Saturday authors:
Lauren Dane
Anne Rainey
Mari Carr
McKenna Jeffries
Myla Jackson
Taige Crenshaw
Vivian Arend
Delilah Devlin
HelenKay Dimon
Shelli Stevens
Lacey Savage
