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Hi everyone! I’m on vacation, languishing at the beach, sunglasses in place, blanket free of sand, with the surf beating against the shore in a symphony of exquisite sound.

*ahem* But let me not digress—here’s eight more sentences from Cat Nip. It’s getting pretty close to pub time (pun intended) but I’ll keep posting installments until it goes to press. If you’re following the story, Installment #8 will be up on Tuesday here.

Horse and Carriage

It was early morning when Hunter traveled to the Willow Springs Emporium to buy a replacement for the clothing he’d ripped. After he’d chosen a dress in a color to match the healer’s eyes, he paid for it and returned to camp.

“She’s under my protection,” he told the others when they inquired about the witch.

“For how long?” Ansel asked, displaying understandable interest in the woman who’d pulled him back from death.

“As long as I want her to be,” Hunter snarled, startled when beast fangs filled his mouth. He didn’t tell them that he’d nipped her and tasted more than skin, or about her hexing him into a change.

“Stay away from her, she’s mine,” he growled, his nails extending to claws as he stated his claim. Then he fully shifted into cat, and carrying the package with him, followed her scent from the camp to her home.

 Visit Tuesday for the rest of Installment #8 Cat Nip . 

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I’m thinking of you, you know I am…!!

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