Morning Loverlies,
Yes, it's snippet Saturday! Snippet Sa...
Morning Loverlies,
Yes, it's snippet Saturday! Snippet Saturday is hosted by the totally kick ass Lauren Dane. Today's theme is pets. You know the furry rascally member of one's family.
My excerpt is from Seducing St. Nic and for those of you who've read it you probably remember Duchess, the real star of the story. What some of you might not know is that Duchess is based upon my own fat boy kitty man Toussaint. And yes, he's just as sassy as Duchess and yes we've argued the way Barbara Jean and her Ducheess do. Only I've never called him a tart before.
Seducing St. Nic is available now and even though it is Christmas theme it's truly a year around read. Hint. Hint. You can buy it at Ellora's Cave or at Amazon.
I stayed up until two in the morning to wrap Duchess' Christmas presents, all the while trying to convince myself that not only crazy cat ladies bought their cats presents. I knew if I went to sleep, it wouldn't stop me from thinking about St. Nic because I'd dream of him. So instead, I found a dozen things that just had to be done.
Like putting up our stockings. A traditional-shaped one for me and a fishy-shaped one for Duchess. Hanging the half dozen or so bulbs Duchess had knocked off the tree during one of her flying squirrel imitations and decorating little gingerbread men.
But try as I might, thoughts of St. Nic were always on the edge my consciousness, just waiting for my first unguarded moment. Even the information my brother had shared with me earlier hadn't stopped the pathetic hope I unwillingly clung to.
I don't want St. Nic.
Of course you don't, Bad BJ taunted. That is why your gingerbread men have fangs.
I looked down and, sure enough, two dozen little brown cookie people had eyes, noses and two pointy little teeth coming out of their smiling mouths.
"I have lost my mind."
"Meow."
I looked at Duchess, resentful at how agreeing her meow sounded. "At least I don't think the tree is a monster that is trying to steal my soul, you judgmental tart."
Closing my eyes, I counted to ten. Yes. I had just called my cat a tart. Gathering up the fanged cookies, I bit the head off one of them before tossing the rest in the trash and heading to bed.
I had just fallen asleep when I heard the knock at my front door. At first I thought of rolling over and going back to sleep, but remembering the only other time I had received a visitor this late made me get out of bed.
My eyes smarted and I prayed it wouldn't be anyone delivering the same kind of news they had that long-ago morning when my parents had died.
Padding to the living room, I asked through the door, "Who is it?" I was half asleep and worried, not crazy. I lived in a decent neighborhood now, but I hadn't always.
Until I knew who waited on other side of the door, I wasn't opening it.
"Cypriano San Nicolo."
Eyes wide, I looked at Duchess and could have sworn her little kitty mouth formed a moue of surprise as she returned my look. Or maybe she just yawned.
After pulling back the curtains to confirm my visitor's identity, I opened the door and my heart nearly stopped beating as I took in the sight of St. Nic standing on my doorstep.
I guess I had been a good girl this year. Yes, Santa, you rock!
Even though the regular Snippet Saturday participants don't have excerpts up about Pets, please feel free to visit them and read their past snippets. And no, just because I'm the only one with a Pet snippet that does not mean I'm a crazy cat lady.
Leah Braemel
Emma Petersen
TJ Michaels
Ashley Ladd
Lissa Matthews
McKenna Jeffries
Eliza Gayle
Shelli Stevens
Lauren Dane
Shelley Munro
Jody Wallace
Taige Crenshaw
Eliza Gayle
Mari Carr
Elisabeth Naughton
Juliana Stone
