Hi everyone. It’s WVSU (West Virginia State University) Homecoming Weekend and we live very close to campus. Friends stopped last night, more will be tail-gating before the game, and we hope to have lots more come by to say hello this afternoon and stay for our fall bonfire tonight. Hope your weekend is as filled as mine with old friends and laughter. 🙂
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I’m sharing another snippet from Eclipse Heat #8, Whispering Grace. Excuse the creative punctuation. I really wanted to share the whole scene.
Dan draped the heavy cloth around her shoulders, but instead of dropping the ends and stepping away, he asked, “Will you share your blanket with me?”
“Of course not,” Grace muttered, her euphoric happiness from moments before, evaporating.
She expected him to tuck the blanket more securely around her, step back and say, “I’ll ask again in a year and a day, but you can always come to me before then.”
As ridiculous as his proposal had seemed four years before, he’d spent the following year showing no more than genuine friendship toward her, so she’d been particularly disconcerted when three years ago, he’d repeated his proposal as promised.
She’d said “no” of course; and as before, he’d pledged to renew his request. Last year when he’d asked, she’d rather forcefully declined and thrown the blanket at him. As solid as their friendship felt, each time the anniversary of his first proposal rolled around, Grace tensed for battle.
“And don’t say you’ll ask again in a year because I won’t ever share a blanket with any man and I wish you’d stop…”
“You are safe with me, Grace,” Dan murmured, moving closer, catching the ends of the blanket hanging loose by her fingertips, using the ends to draw her to him.
Even though his nearness wrapped her in heat, Grace shivered as he brushed his lips across hers and whispered, “Trust me, Sayen.”
©Gem Sivad 2016
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