WIP Wednesday
This week I’m doing edits on Cozy Bend 7 before I send it in. Amazingly I still don’t have a title and haven’t even started working on one. It topped out around 66,00o but I’ve already added another thousand to it. I imagine I might add another few thousand as I go on. I’ve found a few plot holes to clear up obviously since I changed parts of the story in mid-stream. It’s been fun making he changes though.
Also, I finished the first on Coming Home to Love, Cozy Bend Romance 4 and I’m excited about the cover.
I’ll probably go right into the 8th book of the Cozy Bend series but I’m not sure. I’m going to take a few days off after I finish the edit of book 7 to go over some of the bits and pieces of other books I’ve started–Coyote Bound and Law and Love. Law and Love probably won’t get the call.
I have a compelling plot for that book, but I’m afraid if I start on it now, I’ll fall into the series rather than finishing up the Cozy Bend series or starting the next Assassin’s Core book. I want to do a few novellas in that series but I don’t know how that is going to work out. These days everything seems to go a bit longer than planned.
I do have one last excerpt from Cozy Bend 7. I’m near the half way point in my edits, so I’ll select a piece from there. Mirabella and Rae haven’t gotten together yet, but they have had plenty of interaction which this scene indicates.
Enjoy this excerpt.
The bell jingled, and Rae turned to see Mira coming in. She was gorgeous in a smart dress with her hair up in a bun. Rae wiped a hand over her nape wishing Mira hadn’t been one of the few who’d turned her down.
She was so fucking hot, but she couldn’t help smiling as Mira walked toward her.
“Hi,” Mira said after stopping next to her.
Mira’s blue eyes held a light of welcome that made her wish they were alone, so she could steal a kiss.
“Hey, I was just stopping to grab us breakfast,” Rae told her. “I wasn’t sure if you’d have eaten.”
“Thanks,” she said tiredly, and Rae noticed the dark circles under her eyes.
“Are you okay?” Rae murmured and started to touch her but stopped herself. “You sound tired.”
“I—yeah.” She leaned closer to Rae, putting a hand on her shoulder. “You ordered?”
Her touch had Rae’s nipples hardening, and she started to warn Mira she couldn’t just touch her like that but guessed that Mira might have caught sight of her dad or one of his friends at the counter.
“Umm-hmm.” She put a hand on Mira’s waist, savoring the contact and wishing for something more intimate. “You want to get a table while we wait?”
“Yes.” Mira took her hand and led Rae to a table near a window. The bamboo shades were closed keeping out the early morning sun. “Did you see my dad? His close friend wasn’t too far behind you.”
“He’s here.”
“Shit,” Mira muttered.
Rae sat next to her leaning toward her and draping her arm along the back of Mira’s chair. There was a hint of a chill to Mira’s skin today that gave her pause, and the witch in her knew there was something unnatural about Mira.
But at this moment, that didn’t matter. She’d ponder the mystery later when she was alone, aching to touch her.
“What’s wrong? You look tired,” Rae said. And she hated it, wished she could do something to erase the cause of whatever had Mira stressed.
She shook her head. “Nothing, really.” She brushed bangs from her face. “I should get a haircut.”
“Why? The long hair suits you,” Rae drawled, and Mira’s cheeks colored slightly.
“I normally wear it short, but I haven’t had time to get cut.”
“Why do you wear short when bet you look unbelievable with it falling around you when you’re naked.”
Mira drew in a sharp breath and her cheeks flushed a little more.
“Damn you’re gorgeous,” Rae said and cleared her throat. “What’s going on? Is that doctor harassing you?”
“No,” she shook her head slowly but there was a flicker of excitement in her eyes.
“I’ll kick his ass and make him see the wisdom of staying away from you,” Rae said, fury building in her at the very thought of Leo.
“No, it’s not him,” Mira said and looked at her, a small smile on her lips. “Can you turn back time?”
“Even if, I could one of us would have to remember that the moment I walked into that bar was the moment you would regret not going elsewhere.”
