Birthday Time

I haven’t forgotten about it being time to celebrate my birthday month with pics of pretty and yummy-looking cakes. I’ve just been a little distracted with prep for getting Hunting Medusa back out into the world again, as well as the second book in the trilogy, Protecting Medusa. My cover designer is tweaking the cover for the final book in the trilogy, too, and it’s so yummy, you guys! I can’t wait to share those with you, both #2 and #3, but not quite yet. If you haven’t yet, clicking on the title above will take you to where you can pre-order Hunting Medusa.

I would take one of those cupcakes right now, to get me through the afternoon of chores and writing, actually. I’m imagining the one in the center with the yellow icing is pina colada flavored, rum included. How about you? Which one would you like, and what flavor?

So I can get through those chores and the writing, I’ve got a quick snippet for you from Hunting Medusa.

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He stood waiting when she yanked the door open, his arms crossed over the clean white t-shirt stretched across his chest. “Do I need to cuff you to me again?”

“Absolutely not.” She folded her own arms, wishing she’d had time to change her clothes, too. The ones she’d slept in still had blood smears from when she’d stabbed him last night. Her gaze strayed to his arm, narrowing when she realized there were no bandages left, nor any marks from her dagger. She looked up, irritated by the hint of a smug smile crinkling the corners of his eyes. “What?”

“I’m a fast healer.” He caught her wrist. “Let’s go. Are you hungry?”

She opened her mouth to say no, then stopped. She had knives in the kitchen. Hell, a fork would work as a weapon. “Yes, starving,” she said instead.

He shot her a quick glance as they went down the stairs, but didn’t say anything.

Andi worked to keep a smile from her lips until she got into the kitchen and saw her wooden knife block was nowhere in sight. Okay, no cooking knives. He had warned her he’d put away any potential weapons. She inhaled slowly. That was okay. A paring knife could also be used to do physical damage. If she had to, she could gouge his eye out with a spoon.

She tried not to think about that one too much. Instead, she turned to the refrigerator and tugged the door open. Scrambled eggs would require at least a fork.

Except she didn’t have any eggs in the house.

Dammit.

Toast. Toast needed butter, and butter required a knife.

She pulled the cinnamon raisin bread off the second shelf, grabbed the tub of butter, and shut the door.

Kallan stood watching her, still looking faintly amused.

Well, they’d see who was smiling in a few minutes.

She started the toaster and leaned against the counter, her irritation growing as he simply stood there, watching her in silence. As if he knew something she didn’t. And she had the terrible feeling he might.

When her toast popped up, she pulled open the drawer that held her silverware. But the usual rattle of flatware was much quieter than usual. Not even a spoon lay in the tray., the sections for the knives and forks empty too.

She shot him a glare. “How am I going to butter my toast?”

“I could do it for you, but then you’d know where the silverware is. I guess you’re having dry toast this morning.” His smile widened.

She punched at him before she realized she meant to, but he caught her fist in his. The swinging handcuff crashed into his wrist, though, making him wince faintly.

“That wasn’t very nice,” he said, using his free hand to reattach the dangling cuff to his own wrist. “I guess you want to be my sidekick again.”

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Now I’m off to check off my to-do list for the day. It’s a good day for indoor things here, muggy and rainy on and off. How are you spending your day today? Hopefully doing something fun.

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