Sunday Snippet: Therapeutic Recuperation

Big cold snap witha little bit of snow this week in weather. I'm getting much better about makingsure I have layers on even if it's just a quick trip outside with the doggos. Ialso haven't had a major cold yet this season and I hope I didn't just jinxthat fact.

Semibusy work weekwith finishing a proofread and working on two copy edits. I'm hoping to havesome projects to work on over the holiday break. I'm not great at having a weekor two off then trying to gear back up into work mode.

Fairly decent weekof viewing. I'm trying to decide what new show to add to my usual slate ofviewing fare. I'm leaning toward Beyond Paradise, but I'm not completelysure yet.

Caught anotherepisode of Mr. and Mrs. Murder. I hadn't seen much if any of thisepisode and I enjoyed it. I think I have a handful of episodes left before it'llbe time to switch to another show.

Watched another episodeof London Kills and tensions are running high. The case ended up beingvery interesting and Viv and Rob are pushing the line by investigating David. Lookingforward to more of this one.

Enjoyed anotherepisode of Death in Paradise. Part one of a two-part arc and the lead-into the show's one hundredth episode. Loved seeing Camille at the end and can'twait to watch the next episode. I've seen almost all of it and loved it.

Finished up seasontwo of Elementary. I still think Mycroft is an ass even if I get why hedid things the way he did. I'm a little on the fence about where Sherlock and Joanleft things. I'll be interested to see where they pick up with season three.

Started thetwo-part series finale of The Batman. I don't remember if I actuallywatched this before or not but it was a good episode. I think I might move onto Batman Beyond after this.

Also watched anotherepisode Classic Rugrats. I hadn't seen either of the vignettes andenjoyed both.

That's pretty muchit for the life update this week. Tonight's post is from TherapeuticRecuperation, a novella that brings a couple together after a majorexplosion.

Here's theminiblurb:

An accidental blast on the hangar deck lands Nadine Hewesand Hall Pullion in sickbay. The ship's doctor gets them stable then puts themin the same alcove so they don't drive everyone else nuts while theyrecuperate, leading the pilots to discover all kinds of interesting thingsabout each other.

And a sneaky peek…

Year 3952Base Recovery Room 219Day 5Nadine groaned. "Physicaltherapy sucks huge heavy balls." She made her way slowly into the recoveryroom and barely got up on the bed, near tears. "I feel like a raw, openwound." After someone poured salt into it.Hall scooted his wheelchair over andreached out a hand to reassure her. She stopped him. "Don't, Hall.Please. Just don't. I hurt so bad right now if you touch me, my reaction willbe punching you in the face." And then weeping from the effort that wouldtake.Hall dropped his hand. "Damn,I wonder if I can look forward to that tomorrow?" He made a low scratchysound in his throat.Nadine's eyes popped open."Seriously? I hope not. It's like a gigantic pain bomb exploded under myskin." She moved, wincing. "I wouldn't wish this feeling on my worstenemy, which you are not." The physical therapist on the other hand…Hall flashed a smile. "So …who is your worst enemy?"Nadine snorted. "I have noidea. You could probably do a quick check and find out who lodged the mostcomplaints about me." That could be a fun endeavor. Hall didn't let her off the hook."C'mon, Nadine. I can't check anything from here." He rolled over tothe supply cupboard and got some ice for her.Nadine gingerly placed the pack onher shoulder then mused and named off several crew members. "The bestwould be Flat Foot actually filed a grievance because I called him out for leavinghis gear in the cockpit." A huge no-no. "And Beehive lodged acomplaint because I turned her in for being hungover." Not even Nadinetried to fly after imbibing too much. "And the list goes on…" Shepushed boundaries but didn't cross the line.Hall's lips twitched. "You're notexactly high on any of the deck crew's list either." He obviously enjoyedher tales of potential enemies.Her eyes narrowed. "And Ithink you're having a little too much fun at my expense." He smirked. "Maybe. But how doyou feel?" He arched his brows.She tilted her head. "Better,actually. The ice helped." And the distraction didn't hurt either.He nodded toward her feet."Can you handle a massage?" He wiggled his fingers in the air.She gave a low moan. "Ah … you'regonna spoil me. What am I gonna do when we get out of here?" She loweredthe bed a few inches to make it easier for him to reach her.Hall gave her a leer. "Dreamof my magic fingers." He warmed his hands by rubbing them together thenstarted on her calf muscle.Her breath hitched. She alreadydreamed of those fingers and what they might be able to do. The only good thingabout physical therapy? The aftermath left her so tired she didn't dare try todiscover how much pleasure Hall could wield with his hands or any other bodypart. But her mind loved to conjure images while she slept.He finished the rub down andwheeled over to his duffel bag and grabbed his shower kit and a crutch. Tuckingthe container under his arm, he used the crutch to start back across the room.When he got to her bed, Nadinesnagged his arm. "Thank you." He helped ease the agony from atorturous physical therapy session and helped take her mind off the discomfortby with the art of distraction.A charged moment passed betweenthem. He had to know what her thoughts were. But he didn't push. Instead, he puthis hand over hers for a moment then excused himself to grab a shower, walkingslowly and carefully into the head.Nadine drifted off, fully awareshe'd dream of Hall and his gorgeous hands and not minding one bit.

I'm enjoying this one.Nadine and Hall are a fun couple to write while they try to recuperate fromtheir injuries.

 

That's it for thisweek. Catch everyone on the flipside.

ML Skye