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Hello everyone. Daylight Savings Time changes this weekend will confuse my already sleep-deprived, fuddled brain even more. *Yawning* Oh well. No matter what time it is where you are, have a good day.

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I’m sharing another snippet from Rhythm this week and will be working on this story a bit longer than I’d planned since a beta reader pointed out what she felt was a problem, and after rereading the parts mentioned, I agreed. *sigh*. Revising is not nearly as much fun as writing. 🙁  I’ve put together a rough blurb for the next Smoke, Inc. title, but it’s not ready to be shared.

“Nice kitchen, beautiful wood,” Marty said, inspecting Holly’s cabinets as she set out ingredients to cook breakfast. “Some dumb-ass painted them white. Tell me it wasn’t you.”

 

“Would I be sanding the paint off, if I’d slapped it on?”

 

“Tedious work,” he grunted, picking up her discarded tack rag to wipe down the upper cupboards.

 

Even though Holly stood facing the stove, she could see him from the corner of her eye.

 

His gray sweats rested on his hips, and when he reached high, the gesture hiked up his tee-shirt, displaying the line of black hair arrowing down his stomach, providing a road map to what lay below. And what lay below, suddenly went up.

 

I will not laugh, I will not laugh, I will not… She focused her gaze back on the stove and pretended interest in the scrambled eggs; she was hungry, and her hulking visitor didn’t look like he was leaving before he at least got some food.

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