I'm Heartbroken

I really and truly am. We've been having an ongoing situation with our dog for quite awhile and it finally hit the point yesterday where we had to make a final decision...and let me tell you, it's one of the hardest decisions we've ever had to make. My mom won't blog about it because she can't deal with the negative comments, but I have to get this off my chest.

Almost 6 years ago, my SIL wanted a dog desperately. My brother and SIL had finally bought their own house and my brother decided to buy her one. It was the cutest little ball of black and white fur I've ever seen in my life. She was a Lhasa Apso and had just been weaned. She was literally the size of a rolled up sock when they first got her. My mom bonded with her over a week where she was being potty-trained (what an adventure THAT was *eye roll*) and Chloe became an integral part of our lives.

Then my brother and SIL decided to buy a companion for Chloe. They bought a male, the sweetest, most laid-back animal I've ever met in my life. You'd figure he and Chloe would get along. Ha! But, they made due and all was fine.

Until my nephew came along. Poor Chloe wasn't getting the attention she deserved and began throwing doggy temper tantrums at home, crapping on the floor, snapping at the baby and basically making a pest of herself. My brother wanted to give her away, but my mom told him we'd take her. And so we did. And things were fine...for awhile.

Now that nephew #2 is around, she's had enough. She's begun snapping at the boys and basically misbehaving on a regular basis. And when the boys aren't around, she's constantly bombarding all of us for attention. I love her, but I just couldn't handle it anymore.

Yesterday it all came to a head. Nephew #1 was kneeling on the floor playing with his blocks when out of nowhere she turned on him and bit him on the face. It wasn't a bad enough bite to do any real damage, but it was the last straw. My mom called the breeder and told her that we can't keep her anymore.

I have to say that this decision is one of the hardest we've ever had to make. My mom, who is usually not super emotional was in tears when she came in to talk to me. She told me "I just need someone to tell me it's okay." I, of course, told her she was making the right decision. If this keeps up and Chloe one day does some serious damage to one of the boys, my mom would never be able to forgive herself.

Thankfully, the breeder has someone willing to take her. It's an older widow who wants a companion for long walks and to be a lapdog, which is right up Chloe's alley. I have to say that at this point I'm devastated but also really relieved. I've gotten all kinds of reactions from super-supportive to HOW COULD YOU DO IT? You know what? If you had to choose between your kids/nephews/grandkids and your dog, who would you choose? Sheesh! It's a no-brainer, or so you would think.

But, that's what's going on over here. It's been a very long, very melancholy day. I'm driving my mom to the breeder tomorrow so we can drop off Chloe. She knows something is up too, because she's been very quiet today. I know I'll cry and I hate it, but there's nothing else we can do. It's just one of those no-win situations.

And for those who'll judge us harshly for it, you have NO idea how hard a decision this was for us. That's all I'm going to say.

I Have Concluded

That this is the year of being sick. *sigh* Stupid cold germs. :(

I'm at work. On my last break. All I want to do is go home, curl up in bed and sleep for about a month. :(

Other than that, not much going on. I'm sad that I won't be able to meet up with Meljean tonight. *sniffle* Aw well, whatever. That's what I get for being sick. Boo-hoo!

I've been writing up a storm! Whoot! I'm sure Tracy can't wait to read. he-he. This writing backwards thing is working amazingly well. The way it's going right now is I'm writing backwards by scene. So, the scenes themselves aren't 100% connected at this point, but they'll be easy to connect with just a few sentences. Yay! *happy dance*

I've never felt like this about a story before. It's so thrilling to be HAPPY about writing. For the longest time it felt more like pulling teeth, so I couldn't seem to get any enthusiasm about what I was writing. Now, I sit down, open up my notebook and just let my brain go. Since I'm writing by scene, it's not so bad, because I'm just writing that particular scene. I don't have to worry about how it all interconnects...at least at this point.

So, that's what's going on with me at this point. Break is now over. *sniffle* Have a great day everybody!

Ugh!

So, I woke up to find what I'd hoped to be allergies had turned into a horrid sore throat and laryngitis. I called in sick, curled up back in bed and drifted until about 5:30. I still feel like crap and my voice is still not all there, but I'll have to suck it up and go in to work tomorrow. Boo! Thank goodness it's only a 6 hour day. *sigh*

The only good thing? I've been writing like a crazy person all day today. Yay me! I've been learning that I'm SO not a linear thinker when it comes to writing. I seem to write well doing scenes and then connecting them all later. That's what I'm hoping for anyway. Since in my head this has a series potential of about 5 books, I've got scenes interconnecting between all 5. I know, I know, I'm nuts, but for pity's sake! I can't help the fact that my head is not screwed on correctly. he-he

After reading Angel's Pawn yesterday, I'm greatly looking forward to Angels' Blood. I dunno why I had it as Angel's Blood for so long. Guess I never realized it was plural and not singular. Thanks Nicola for pointing that out. :~P

Here's a question for the readers & writers out there. What do you think of books w/ multiple storylines going on? I'm asking, because in book 1, we're also going to have some scenes (mandatory IMHO) that'll give rise to a new couple for a future book. Do you like multiple storylines if they're done well or do you prefer books that focus just on a single couple? I'm kind of ambivalent because I've read some books with multiple storylines that are done really well (Lynn Viehl comes to mind), but I've also read ones that completely ruined a book for me. I'd love your two cents! :)

And with that I'm going back to my writing. GO ME!!!!

Just a Quickie!

Okay, so I read and reviewed Angel's Pawn by Nalini Singh over on G&BB. The woman is an evil genius. Just had to say. Trust me, if you love her Changeling/Psy books, you'll LOVE this new series. Awesome and all that good stuff. Going to experiment on the blog. Joy, fun, whee! Just took a sleeping pill and I think I'm coming down with my nephews cold. Grr. So, I'm sick AND grumpy. Grr...

I've Been Thinking

About changing my blog. I really do like the background, but I'm the kind of person who gets tired of stuff after awhile. There's a way to create my own template. I did it for G&BB and would like to try it for this one. I'm sure I can come up with something that works. Hmmm... :)

Woke up with a killer sinus headache. I feel fine now, but waking up early is not my idea of a good time. Ugh!

I was able to buy Nalini's e-book today! Whoo-hoo! $3.18. I can live with that. :D

Spent last night reading and just being a basic vegetable. I went out with my coworker J last night. We got our eyebrows done and then went to The Original Taco House for supper. Mmm...We had chicken fajitas. Oy! I ate too much. Oh and then we had the genius idea to share a fried ice cream. Dude! Too much sugar, but it was sooooooo good! :)

Now I don't have a scary unibrow anymore and that makes me happy. Whee! Very happy. Yay! *happy dance*

Now it's time to go get ready for work. Happy days. :P Have a great day everyone!

Hmm...

My brain really boggles my mind sometimes. I know, that doesn't make a ton of sense, but bear with me for a minute & I'll tell you where this is going (I think). Today while at work, it was slow so I was writing. Come up with questions I need to answer and all that good stuff. Out of left field (where is that, by the way?) I had this brilliant scene for the heroine and hero of book 4 of this series I'm writing. But the scene happens in book 1. I know, this makes no sense to y'all, but whatever.

Anyhoodles, it's the starting/turning point in their relationship and I'm thrilled because it gives me a HUGE starting point. Now I know why the hero will be the way he'll be with the heroine. It explains so much and I'm so excited I can hardly stand it! Now, if book 1 would just get written so I can get on to the next four! Ack!

I was also thinking about actors. I like to take actors and use them as a very basic character sketch for the heroes I'm working with. One of my favorite actors to just look at is Johnny Depp. The man is practically ageless and I think he's just plain scrumptious. :)

Another is Hugh Jackman as Wolverine. I'm not really into hursute men, but for me...oh, boy, oh, boy does Hugh in his Wolverine persona rev my engines. Mmm-hmm. *wipes off drool*

Actually, 99% of the actors that are in the new X-Men movie make me go "Hmm..." LOL! One of them looks nothing like the character he plays, but I had to point him out for two reasons. 1. The guy is 6'6". Hello! 2. He's just too unique not to point out. Let's see if I can find a pic of him. *Jeopardy theme song music playing*

Here we go. He plays The Blog. Yeah, sexy. Anyway, here's a couple of pics and the linky to his imdb.com page. I gotta say, he's unique. I loved the character he played in Mystery, Alaska. If you've never seen that movie, I recommend it. Russell Crowe, et. al. He plays the gentle giant. Super shy. If I'd been opposite him, I'd have grabbed him and planted one, but maybe that's just me. hee!

Anyhoodles, I hope you enjoyed my foray through yummies. Yeah, I might not have made a major point, but dude! Hot guys. Le sigh. :)

Random Thoughts & Stuff

So today is my day off and I've been the biggest lazy bum. I got up at a relatively decent hour, but have been doing not much of anything since then. Well, that's not necessarily true. I was on the phone for about a half hour with Qwest trying to figure out why our DSL was so sporadic. Found out and it's a ridiculously easy fix.

Called the Circuit Court about a speeding ticket I received. Turns out it's not as bad as I thought. Yay! Just have to have my dad fill out some stuff and it should be fine. *crossing fingers*

Work was crazy last week. I was scheduled for 40 hours, which is normal for most people, but not me. Turned out fine though. Got a bunch of writing done, etc. etc.

And then something happened. I've talked in the past about a specific coworker who drives me up the ever-lovin' wall on a regular basis. Well, there's a super, duper, excellent chance this person got fired today...and honestly? I can't feel bad about it. It was difficult b/c they kept asking me "Am I that bad of an employee?" How do you answer that when YES they are? Sheesh.

Finally got Fire Study by Maria V. Snyder. Yay! Can't wait to read it. Bought a couple of e-books last night. They were pretty good. One was MUCH better than the other. I really need to start reviewing these e-books. :)

Um, what else? I need to go buy a birthday gift for my SIL. Her birthday was on Friday. I have no idea what to get her. Hmm....

I'm also in desperate need to get my eyebrows done. I've got some scary unibrow action going on here. Eek!

My dad and mom talked to me yesterday about finances. As I've stated on here before, my biggest dream is to own my own home. I want it so bad I can taste it. The problem is that right now I just can't afford it. My dad told me I could stop paying rent as long as I used that money to go into savings for my down payment. I'm trying to figure out finances so that I can do this.

Eek!!!!

Part 5-The Conclusion

“I want to taste you,” he whispered, his words nothing more than air brushing against my skin. I arched up my hips and he slowly pulled my panties off, leaving me naked to his gaze. He tossed them over his shoulder and moved back, his body wedged between my legs; his face an inch from my skin. I waited with bated breath, hoping against hope that he’d dip his head and taste me. I wanted it more than I wanted to breathe.

With an inarticulate groan he used his fingers to part my flesh and leaned forward, his tongue brushing against me ever so gently. I closed my eyes with a cry. His tongue was like nothing I’d ever felt before; gentle yet firm. I wanted him to focus on my clit, but for the life of me I couldn’t seem to say the words. I reached down to press him close, my hips lifting to give him better access.

He chuckled and went to work, suckling and nibbling on my clit. Tears poured down my cheeks as I got closer to orgasm. I’d never felt anything like this in my life and I was so afraid it would all just disappear.

“Please, Kieran…please!”

At my cry he pressed closer to me, his tongue firming on my clit. His strokes came faster and he slipped his fingers inside me, thrusting them in and out with the pressure of his tongue.

My hips were like pistons, faster and faster as I got closer to that edge. I wanted to jump off that cliff, but something kept me back.

“Oh, PLEASE!”

With those words, he left me. I wanted to cry, but opened my eyes to see that he was on his feet and shucking off his pants. Without a word he sheathed himself with a condom and got back on the bed. He leaned down to kiss me and I could taste myself on his tongue. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that, but was so close to coming I didn’t care.

I held up my arms to him and he got on the bed. He pulled me close and slipped inside, filling me with a thickness that was almost too much. My head fell back against the pillows as he slowly but surely sheathed himself inside of me.

“You okay,” he asked, his voice deep and growly. I nodded and he leaned forward to place a kiss on my shoulder. He began a slow, steady rhythm, one that I was able to match quickly. Our bodies moved in tandem and it was amazing.

I cannot begin to describe how it felt to feel him so deep inside me. I wrapped my legs around him and used my heels to pull him closer. I wanted him to be so deep inside of me that he’d never go. Panting, I reached up and clasped him around the neck, pulling his face up to mine so that I could kiss him. Our bodies touched from head to pelvis and it still wasn’t enough.

“Faster!”

My demands pushed him and he began thrusting deeper and faster, getting me that much closer to climax. I needed something more.

I felt his hand caress down my side and slide between my legs to my clit. With skilled fingers he worked me, matching his thrusts with the movements of his fingers and that’s when it happened. I could feel the climax start. It rippled up from my toes in waves. I’d never felt anything so powerful. I screamed, raking my fingernails down his back as I pulled him as close to me as I could. His head reared back, as with a yell he joined me.

I could feel him pulsing inside of me and it was enough to set me off again. Double-orgasms…the man was a god.

“Oh, Kieran.”

He collapsed over me, his body pressed close to mine. His arms were wrapped tight around me and I felt more cherished than I ever had in my life. The sex might have been quick, but it had been powerful.

**

“Bianca?”

Bianca looked up from her computer screen, her cheeks flushing red as she looked up at her boss and the man behind her fantasies.

“Yes, Mr. O’Connor?”

“Do you have the report ready for me?”

She sighed and reached over to pick up the papers. She handed them to him and watched him walk away. Five years. What a waste.

Turning back to the computer screen, she deleted the scene she’d just written and went back to her work. Sexual frustration wouldn’t get her anywhere and after all this time the man still didn’t know she was alive. Ah well, at least she had her writing.


THE END.


I hope everyone enjoyed my foray into the world's shortest story. :) I had fun writing it. I know, the end is a bit of a bummer, but there isn't ALWAYS a happy ending. Still she had great sex, even if it was just in her head. :)

Part 4 Titlesless Story

Part 1 here. Part 2 here. Part 3 here.

And now on to part 4!!! Yay!





I licked my lips and barely restrained myself from jumping him and having him at my mercy. Since this was my night and my fantasy, I was going to do my best to drag it out. No slam-bam-thank-you-ma’am tonight. Tonight was all about the passion and the need I could feel swarming through me.

Kieran smiled at me, his lip curling just slightly as he reached for the top button of his jeans. I stepped forward and placed my hand over his.

“Not yet.”

He nodded and his hand dropped to his side. I could tell he knew what I wanted and was giving me the chance to take the lead. I moved back, getting a few inches of space between us. I tugged the hem of my t-shirt out of my jeans and pulled the shirt over my head, having a moment of abject embarrassment when my head got stuck in the hole and couldn’t get it off. I heard Kieran chuckle as I felt his hands slide up my side before helping me pull off the shirt.

I wanted to kick myself. Here I was trying to be sexy and I was coming across as an idiot. Instead of looking at him, I reached behind my back to unfasten my bra. It came loose but stayed in place until I shimmied slightly and the straps slid down my arms. I stripped it off and tossed it aside, not really caring where it landed.

I looked up then and caught Kieran’s gaze. His eyes were focused on my breasts, his focus intense. I wanted to hide myself, but after seeing his expression I embraced my inner goddess and let my arms rest at my sides.

He licked his lips and came to me then, his arms coming around me and pulling me tight as his mouth covered mine. My breasts were pressed up against his naked chest and it was all I could do not to whimper. I’d never felt anything so wonderful and we weren’t even to the good part yet.

I rested my hands on his shoulders, not knowing what to do with them since his were quite happily occupied roaming up and down my back. I finally clutched his head, my fingers twisting in his hair as I deepened the kiss. I’d never been so demanding before, but I didn’t care. I wanted this man…I wanted him bad!

He let out a guttural groan as he moved from my mouth down to where neck meets shoulder. His lips were whisper-soft as he nibbled down my chest to my nipple. His lips closed over the tip and he suckled. At that moment my legs buckled and I would’ve fallen if he hadn’t been holding me up.

Ai-yi-yi! I wanted to scream as he deepened the pressure. I was bent almost backwards letting him nibble and suck at his leisure. My grip in his hair had turned into a death grip as I waited to see what he would do next. My breath came fast and hard as my eyes closed and I let my head fall back.

“You are so beautiful.”

I opened up my eyes and glanced down at him. I didn’t know how what to say, so I pressed on the back of his head to bring him to me again. No talking; just kissing. Making out was more fun with him than it had been with anyone else…not that I’d been with a lot of people, mind you.

“Bed…now!”

With those words I was lifted off my feet and tossed onto the middle of the bed. I lay there gasping, my mouth open in shock. Nobody could pick me up and yet Kieran made it seem easy. He reached for the clasp of my jeans and undid them, slowly pulling down the zipper until it was down as far as it would go. He pulled them off, urging my hips up so he could shimmy them down my legs and toss them over his shoulder.

I was left wearing a pair of black hi-cut cotton briefs. Not the sexiest of undergarments, but the look he gave me made me feel like I was wearing the sexiest negligee out there. He got on the bed at my feet and crawled up over me until his head was level with my stomach. Keeping eye contact with me, he leaned down and kissed my navel, his tongue dipping inside in a slow, thrusting motion.

“Oh, you are evil,” I gasped, reaching for him. He easily brushed me off and moved down to the waistband of my panties. He hooked his fingers on both sides and slid them down until they were just barely covering me. His head came down and he rested his nose on my pubic bone. Taking a deep breath he took in my scent and his eyes darkened even more. Now they were like the sky just before a storm; so dark they were almost black.




*To Be Continued...but for how long?*

I WON!

I *heart* The Book Smugglers. I won a copy of White Witch/Black Curse by Kim Harrison! It's an ARC! Whoot! I was really freaking out too b/c I'm under a major budget crunch and I couldn't figure out how I was going to afford this one on top of a couple of others I want to buy. They are just too sweet. :)

Part 4 is coming up shortly. I took a sleeping pill about half an hour ago, so here's hoping it'll all make sense. Whee!

I Apologize

For those of you expecting Part 4 today. I've got a lot going on today that isn't allowing me five minutes to sit down and think, let alone write this story. I will do my very bestest to make sure it is up tomorrow. And I'll make it longer too.

Thanks for all the great comments. You make me think I might actually be a good writer. Yay! :D

Titleless Story Part 3

His lips were soft, but firm as they brushed against mine. The hand cupping my faced slipped behind my head, holding me in place as he deepened the kiss. His tongue slipped between my lips; at first barely touching the inside of my mouth, but soon delving deep. It was all good.

I moaned and reached up with my free hand to grasp the back of his head, my fingers tightening in his hair as his hand slid down to press between my shoulder blades. I was plastered up against him, my breasts pressing into his chest. I’d never been held so close to someone with all of my clothes still on and I wanted to get closer.

I pulled back and looked him in the eye. His eyes had darkened to a stormy grey.

“This is going to sound really stupid,” I said, my voice raspy with pent up passion. “But, have you ever done this before?”

“Have sex?”

I snorted and smacked him lightly on the back of the head.

“Have sex with a complete stranger.”

“No.”

“Are you married?”

“No...you?”

“No.”

“Are you done with the questions?”

I smiled as I nodded. He kissed me again, this time passing gentle and jumping right into aggressive. I let out a moan as our tongues fought for dominance. It was the hottest, sexiest kiss I’d ever had in my life. I wanted to crawl under his skin and stay there.

He stood up, keeping our mouths fused as he walked backwards, leading me to the bedroom. I didn’t care where we were going as long as he didn’t stop touching me. I wanted his hands all over me and I wanted them now!

We reached the bedroom and he stepped away, his hands going to the buttons of his shirt. He unbuttoned them one button at a time, drawing out my anticipation. I knew he was built, but I couldn’t wait to see it for real. He smiled at me as he reached the last button and shrugged the shirt off his shoulders. It fell to the floor at his feet and I stood there with my mouth open, my eyes focused squarely on his chest.

It was perfect. The muscles were well-defined without being bulky and there was just a small amount of hair. Just enough to look masculine without looking like a bear. The treasure trail disappeared into the waistband of his jeans and I let out a sigh of pure appreciation. He was mine for the night and I couldn’t wait to touch him.


*To Be Continued*

I Wasn't Going To Say Anything

But this is really bugging me. The other day at work some of my coworkers got to talking about dating and age. We went over all that and then the discussion turned to height. Since I'm so tall, my coworker J asked me about dating guys who were shorter than me. I said I'd done it in the past and wasn't a big fan of it, but if the right guy came along it wouldn't matter. And this is what's bugging me. He said he could never date a woman taller than him because he found it immasculating. I just looked at him and said "Thanks a lot!" Great, now I have a good idea why it's so hard for me to find dates.

Is it true? Even if a guy is taller than me, does he find it immasculating that I am as tall as I am? I dunno...it's kind of depressing when I think about it. He even told me that he'd liked women taller than him in the past, but wouldn't ask them out b/c they WERE taller than him. Doe all guys feel this way?

Why does that whole conversation bother me so much? I shouldn't let it...but truthfully it's really bugging me. Do all men feel immasculated by tall women? I wish someone would answer that question for me. It might be why I'm still so horribly single. *sigh*



PS>>>>Part 3 coming soon.

I Am So Tired!

What in the world is wrong with me? I didn't get to bed until almost 3, I had weird dreams that kept waking me up all night and so I'm sitting here in my comfy chair zoning out and playing online. *sigh*

I don't usually find Viggo Mortensen all that hot (except as Aragorn), but I was over on Hunk Du Jour and saw this nifty set of pictures. This is my favorite. He looks really, really good in this pic. :)

Week In Review and Stuff

Oh where to begin? First, it's 1:30 on Monday morning and I'm obviously not in bed. Bad Bridget! *sigh*

I'm writing a short story on here (as if you didn't already know that). Part 1 is here and Part 2 is here. Part 3 will go up...probably sometime today. Don't ask me where it came from...it was just there.

On to last week. I really haven't been posting much other than short stuff. I've actually been writing A LOT, but it's all long-hand, which sucks. And ever since I got tendonitis in my write hand, I can't write normally anymore. The whole thing is in this weird CAPS thing. No small letters for me, I guess.

Work was pretty slow. Worked on a couple of projects which was nice. Got off the phones quite a bit, which I NEVER complain about. I hate being on them. Seriously wish I could do something else, but as of right now I'm stuck.

Haven't read any new books (except review books) for the last week or two, so I'm definitely jonesing. Can't wait until next Tuesday! Have a bunch of new books coming out then. And have y'all heard about Nalini Singh's insane new contest? Go here!

Got home from work on Friday to some devastating news. My uncle (married to one of my dad's sisters...has been married to her since I was 6) had a massive and I do mean massive, heart attack. He actually died, but after getting shocked 7 times was brought back. He's doing as well as can be expected. Had surgery to have shunts put in his heart and is in pretty good spirits. My aunt and cousins are doing what they can to help keep his spirits up.

Man, things just keep getting worse on my end, don't they? It's like never ending bad juju or something. *sigh* But, I'm keeping optimistic! If I don't...well, I'll explode!

Found out I'm getting a couple of ARCs from authors I love, so that makes me super happy. Can't wait to read and review! :)

And that's all. I know, there's not that much to tell. How sad. :(

Ciao!

Titleless Story Part 2

He took hold of my hand and led me through the crowd of dancers. As we headed out the door, I looked over my shoulder and saw Joy standing against the rail, her mouth open in surprise. My actions were something she would do; not me. I smiled and gave her a little wave with my other hand, before turning back and letting him lead me to my destiny.

And maybe that’s a bit of a cliché, but that’s how I felt that night. I was doing something completely out of character, but for the first time in my life, I felt like I was doing the right thing.

We stopped in front of a car. Calling it a car is a bit of an understatement, since it was one of those testosterone-enhancing pieces of machinery that was either a testament to the lack of a man’s size or just enhanced his overall appeal. Thankfully, this one enhanced his appeal.

He helped me in, which was more complicated than it usually was given the length of my legs and way the car was built, but soon I was settled and he as well. The engine started and I could feel the vibrations moving through me. Wow! I looked over at him and he smiled before putting the car in gear and pulling away from the curb.

I sat in silence, not really sure what to say to this man. He’d said less than ten words to me, but they’d been enough to get me to go with him. Was I completely insane? How was I to know if I would be safe with him? I didn’t even know his name.

“What is your name,” I finally asked, my curiosity too much for me to keep silent any longer.

“Kieran.”

“Bianca.”

He gave me a nod and turned his attention back to the road. I sighed and rested my head back against the seat. Nerves were getting to me. I didn’t want to come across as an idiot when we got to the bedroom. As I’d said earlier, it had been two years. Seemed like forever when it came down to it. I wasn’t sure if I could remember where to put my hands, let alone what to do with them. I wanted the night to be memorable, but not in that way.

He stopped in front of one of those trendy lofts in the downtown area; minimal square footage with a super-hefty price tag. I admit I lusted to see the inside, but as he helped me out and took my hand, my thoughts were focused more on not sweating through my clothes.

He smiled at me and led me inside to the elevator, keeping me close to his side. He pressed the button for the penthouse and used a key to start the elevator. As it went up, we stayed silent, listening to the quiet sounds of elevator music.

I wanted to laugh, but was afraid it would come out sounding hysterical. Even in a classy building like that we were still listening to crappy music from the ‘80’s. I mentally shook my head and waited.

When the elevator doors opened with a soft whoosh, he led me into the main room of the penthouse. I just about swallowed my tongue when I got a good look at my surroundings. Oh, dear, this guy was filthy rich. Kieran let go of my hand and tossed his keys on a table just inside the door. He went into the kitchen and poured us both a drink, bringing one to me. I took a healthy sip as he motioned for me to sit down.

We sat side-by-side, close enough I could feel his body heat, but far enough where he wasn’t crowding me. He turned his body slightly so he was facing me, those beautiful eyes focused on my face. I faced forward, my glass held up to my face as a barrier. I was so nervous and had no idea what to do now that we were at his place.

My mind seemed to run in a million circles as I finished my drink and set it down on the table in front of me. I still couldn’t face him. I didn’t want to know what he thought of what he saw. I was letting old insecurities get to me.

Taking a deep breath I got up the courage to turn my head and make eye contact. He smiled then, approval obvious in his eyes; finishing his drink and setting the glass next to mine, before reaching out and taking my hand. Thumb sliding up and down my fingers until I curled them around his. He lifted my hand to his mouth and nibbled my fingers, his lips soft.

Eyes never leaving my face, his tongue grazed over the back of my fingers. I felt goosebumps popping up all over as the pleasure spiked through me. All thoughts of insecurity and inability to please disappeared as he moved closer and used his other hand to cup my face. Our hands lowered to the couch between us as he tilted my head slightly and leaned forward to kiss me.



*To Be Continued*


I know, I know, I'm evil! I TBC at the worst times, don't I? :) I hope y'all are enjoying my little foray into writing a short story. It's rough, but oh well. It's fun to write it! :)

Story-

First off, this story is titleless b/c I suck at coming up with them. Secondly, this is a work of fiction done by me. Do not use without permission. Thanks and all that good stuff. Without further ado, my short story...that'll continue through a couple of posts I think. :) Enjoy!



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I remember that night well. I should since it’s the day everything changed. It was Valentine’s Day, that most hated of “holidays.” In all my years (30), I’d never had an actual Valentine and really wasn’t expecting much. My best friend Joy conned me into meeting up with her at a bar though I don’t drink or dance.

We met up at nine and I had to laugh when I saw her. She was decked out in typical “Joy” wear: a red camisole, extremely short black leather skirt, fishnet thigh-highs and her favorite stiletto boots. I felt downright overdressed in my black jeans and red t-shirt. She gave me a hug and dragged me over to a group of people sitting behind the sound system. It was so loud I could barely hear, let alone think, but I smiled and sat down on one of the available chairs.

We ordered drinks and as the others talked (or should I say yelled), I watched the mob of people out on the dance floor. Pink, red, and white were the dominant colors, with a lot of black thrown in. I guess I wasn’t the only one who hated Valentine’s.

I saw him first as he stepped down the stairs to the dance floor. He was surrounded by others, but his aura was strong. He was also really, really tall, which definitely made me sit up and take notice. Being 6’1” myself, it’s hard to find guys I had to look up to. He would definitely fit the bill.

Without thinking I stood up, abandoning my friend and the rest to go speak to this man. I had no idea what I was going to say, but I felt compelled to at least try. I wound my way through the throng of people and stopped when I reached the steps down to the floor. He stood not ten feet away from me, his body swaying to the music. I was impressed with his grace and the fluidity of his motions. Now I really had to talk to him.

I made my way over to him and stopped behind him, trying to get up the nerve to make the first move. I was just getting ready to clear my throat and tap him on his shoulder when he spun around and looked down at me. That’s when my head went blank and all I could do was stare up into his eyes.

They were silver; not blue or green or even hazel, but pure, beautiful silver. Thick black lashes surrounded them and they were downright mesmerizing.

“Hello.”

I swallowed, trying to get back my ability to speak.

“Hello,” I managed to squeak out, feeling like an imbecile.

He smiled and reached out, his finger brushing down the side of my face. A shiver raced down my spine as his touch did things to my insides. Sure, I hadn’t had sex in two years, but holy cow, this guy was potent.

I sighed and leaned into his hand, my eyelashes fluttering shut as he leaned forward, his lips brushing mine ever so gently.

“Come with me.”

I opened my eyes and nodded. This was totally out of character for me but I wasn’t going to let this man get away. I might only have one night with him, but I knew it was a night I would never forget.


*To Be Continued…*

This Just Made Me Snort!

My Harlequin Romance

Award-Winning Writer Bridget didn't look back when her wealthy tycoon lover split. Even though they had the most brainy sex imaginable, Gideon just wasn't the one for her.

But then she and her ex are thrown together for a friend's wedding—in the exotic Caribbean! Bridget forces herself to resist Gideon's megawatt sex appeal until they leave....

Only to get stranded in the middle of the desert!

Now she's confronted by Gideon's gloriously shirtless state. Before long, she's screaming in pure feisty bliss under the hot sky. Yet Bridget's determined they'll go their separate ways once they're rescued.

Because someone so wrong for her can't possibly be right...right?


Got this from Tracy. he-he You can get your own here.

Couple of Things

Coldplay is coming to Portland! Whoot! Trying to talk my mom into going. If not, is there anyone out there who'd like to go with me? You'd have to buy your own ticket (I'm broke), but come on! It could be fun!

I'm tired. Also on a sugar rush. What an odd combo.

On my last break of the day. Thank goodness I don't have to be in until 1 tomorrow! *happy dance*

I'm writing! Wrote an awesome scene yesterday and finished it today. It's all in long-hand, which sucks, but I'm writing. At this point that's all I care about.

Um, what else? I have Valentine's Day off. Yay. :P I hate Valentine's Day. Do you know that I'm 32 years old and have never had one? Yes, that's right. I'm Valentine's Day cursed! Curses! Grr....

Anything else? I'm sure I'll come up with something. This is just a quick "Yo!" to all my peeps out there. And now I'm talking gangsta. I think I need to leave while I still can.

MMMMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Man, this man's voice is yummy. Now I'm craving ice cream. :D

*No Title*

I'm in a really weird mood tonight. I have no idea why. I'm not depressed and I'm not happy...it's best to say I'm somewhere in the middle. I've got a lot on my mind and feel like I have no real outlet to unburden myself.

I went over to BB's today. It was nice to see her and it was fun to hang out, but I'm starting to realize that I still don't feel like I can talk to her. She likes to "fix" things and when I do start to unburden myself, she tries to help by telling me what I should do. I appreciate that (to a certain extent), but honestly I don't want anyone to fix it. I just want someone to listen. *sigh*

I think I'm just in serious need of a vacation. :~S

I did have a good time today & yesterday. After work yesterday I went out with one of my coworkers. E is an accomplished shopper and when I told her I was in desperate need of some dress shoes she told me "Nordstrom Rack!" LOL! So we went to the NR in Downtown Portland yesterday. It's basically all of the high end stuff at discount prices. I've now found my shoe-shopping paradise. Racks of size 11s! I mean, that NEVER happens! :) I found a super cute pair of black flats and a pair of low-heeled brown shoes. So, I'm all set. And one pair was regularly $120 and I got them for $34.90. I spent almost $100 on shoes, but it was worth it. Comfy is always worth it. Yay! *happy dance*

I figured something out today though. I don't think Hi-Def TVs are good for me. BB has one and I came home with a seriously bad headache. I don't get what the big deal is. It's painful and awful unless the screen is 20 feet away. That's just my humble opinion.

We watched Too Wong Foo, one of those movies you watch just because and Stealing Beauty. Talk about an odd movie. Made no sense, but I love Jeremy Irons. His voice is just yummy. :)

And that's it. I'm tired and a bit grumpy. I think I'm going to go to bed and hope to get a good night's sleep. Ciao!

Lookin' For Love In All The Wrong Places...

*sigh*

So, me being me, I decided to try a month-long subscription to match.com to see what would happen. And wouldn't you know it. Every single guy I "talked" to had already met someone. If you've met someone, why is your profile still on? Can anyone answer that question for me?

Honestly though, if I had really been into it, I probably would've done more. At the stage where I am in life, I just don't know if having a guy in it is a good idea. I'm basically stuck at a cross road right now. I could go one way or I could go another.

I just get so frustrated with the annoyance 99% of men cause. Why can't we just find the one we're meant to be with? Or is there someone we're meant to be with? I seriously question that one on a regular basis. *sigh*

And so, I cancelled my match.com subscription with the thought that it's just no something I'm ready for at this point. Maybe one of these days...maybe.

Meeting Patricia Briggs

What is it about meeting with a bunch of fellow readers that just makes a girl's day? :) Last night Patricia Briggs did a signing at the Powell's in Beaverton, Oregon. I was lucky enough to get off work an hour early so I could drive over there and be on time. I arrived and there were already a bunch of people there. Sat down between two women who were pretty cool. We got to talking about books and just had a really good time. :)





Patricia got there pretty much right at 7, so it was definitely a good thing I got there early. :) She stood up and told us that she was nervous, but that she would start out by doing a bit of reading and then would do a Q&A. I was thinking "Score!" She read a funny scene from Bone Crossed and then the Q&A started. Guess who started it? ME! :)


I asked her (and told her up front I wasn't going to give away spoilers) why she started BC so soon after the events in IK. She said that she felt she had to make it as real as possible and needed to end IK on a positive note (so to speak). She was asked a lot of great questions and gave a lot of great answers. I tried to remember as much as I could, but I was tired and hungry. Basically, she's just an awesome individual. :) If she comes back to Portland, DEFINITELY going to go see her again.


When it came time to have her sign my book, I did feel really rushed. There were so many people there. So, I only got my book signed. I was going to try to get a couple more people, but I felt bad. There was one guy ahead of me who had about 16 books for her to sign. People like that seriously bug me. *sigh* I don't know why they feel they can monopolize someone for 20 minutes. Argh! Anyhoodles, I was one of the first in line, so I was happy. :)

I got out of there, got onto Cedar Hills Blvd, made it to Walker Rd and then took a wrong turn onto 217. Argh! Thankfully I realized it early. Went up the ramp, went around and then drove back in the RIGHT direction.

I do have a picture, but the person who took it had shaky finger syndrome. I might post it, but it's a pretty craptastic picture. *sigh* I hate shaky finger syndrome. Evil!

And that's it. Simple, but very fun. :) Hope y'all have fun stories when you meet her too! :)

Super Fast

A. Because it's late.
B. Because the interwebs hate me & are only letting me on sporadically
C. Because I'm tired


But, my book signing w/ Patricia Briggs was AWESOME! Will blog more later. Nite!

Tagged!

I've been tagged by the wonderful Orannia (Walkabout). The task: to create a list of my top ten all-time favorite television couples, tag five other bloggers, and pass it on. So, on to my top ten


First of all!!! How? Choose? Me? Never! LOL! Okey-dokey, here's my best shot.


1. Sydney & Vaughn from Alias. Especially the first two seasons. After Michael Vartan and Jennifer Garner broke up in real life, they got a bit stilted. Still, their first major kiss? *fans self*

2. Buffy and Angel. Yes, loved them. Wanted them to stay together forever, but knew it wasn't possible. Evil curse!

3. Buffy & Spike. I know! I'm so conflicted. *sigh*

4. Chuck & Sarah from Chuck. It's so much fun to watch the two of them. Well, it was in Season 1. I haven't watched Season 2 yet, so I can't say this 100%. LOL!

5. Michael & Maria from Roswell. I loved that show. So sad it's gone. *sniffle*

6. Phoebe & Cole from Charmed. Yes, I know, he was EVIL! But, watching him struggle to better himself so that he could have Phoebe just about broke my heart. That was a love story that was doomed from the beginning, but man did I love watching it!

7. Lizzie and Gordo from Lizzie McGuire...I'm aware, this is a kid's show, but I loved these two. Best friends, tho Gordo has a crush on her. It was so nice that they finally got their moment at the end of the movie. Too bad Hilary Duff had to get greedy.

8. Phil & Keely from Phil of the Future: Another kids show, but who cares. This show was consistently funny and watching the budding relationship between Phil & Keely was just plain sweet. I think it's a shame that this show died as quickly as it did. It had a lot of potential to go much further.

9. Gambit and Rogue from X-Men (the cartoon from the 90's). I LOVED this cartoon. It was the only thing that would get me up early on a Saturday morning when I was a kid. Yeah, they never fully hooked up, but who cares. The constant fireworks between these two was what made it so much fun. :)

10. Darien Lambert & Selma from Time Trax. Does anyone remember this show? And yeah, they weren't a couple (she was a hologram). I LOVED this show when it was on. Watched every episode. Always thought it was a shame it got cancelled. Sure, it was a bit cheesy, but still. He was so cute way back when. Now? Not so much.


And there you go. I tag...no body. You can answer if you'd like. Just make sure you let me know. :)

I'm Trying REALLY Hard

To be optimistic, but I gotta tell you, it's HARD! *headdesk* Actually, it's weird because for the most part things aren't all that bad, but they aren't all perfect either. *sigh* I'm just frustrated & wish I had some sort of financial windfall that'd come my way. Take my car in and have it overhauled, go buy some clothes that actually fit, etc. etc.

A good thing did happen today. I went and bought books. Can I afford them? Not really, but I couldn't help myself. I bought Bone Crossed by Patricia Briggs, Undone by Rachel Caine and Kiss of Fate by Deborah Cooke (which I'll be reviewing at G&BB shortly). I love book release day. :)

And that's it. I know, my life is so exciting, right? :P

And this is a classic picture. This is John Derek who was married to Bo Derek. He was pretty, wasn't he? :)

Since It's Now February! Ack!

Here's a list of books I've read in January. It's a bit ridiculous, but here goes...ready? :)


1. Broken Wing by Judith James: Rating A-

2. To Trust a Wolf by Kate Steele: Rating B

3. To Tempt a Wolf by Kate Steele: Rating B

4. Veil of Midnight by Lara Adrian: I thought I'd reviewed this book, but I guess not. A Solid B

5. The Dragon Master by Allyson James

6. Moral Temptations by Allyson James

7. Destiny Kills by Keri Arthur: Rating...Honestly I almost DNF'd it

8. Dalakis Passion/Dalakis Embrace by N.J. Walters

9. Ellora's Cavemen: Legendary Tails I

10. Undercover Mistress by Amethyst Ames

11. At Grave's End by Jeaniene Frost: Rating B

12. The Scarlet Spy by Andrea Pickens: Rating C

13. Delicious by Sherry Thomas: Rating B+

14. The Courage To Love: Brothers in Arms 1 by Samantha Kane: Rating C

15. Dangerous Declassifed by Sylvia Day (First DNF of the year)

16. Body & Soul by Tawny Taylor: Rating C-

17. Enchanted by Anna J. Evans: Rating C

18. The Spy Wore Silk by Andrea Pickens: Rating C

19. Violet Among the Roses by Cricket Starr: Rating C-

20. Kiss of a Demon King by Kresley Cole: Rating A

21. Breaking the Silence by Katie Allen: Rating A-

22. Everything to Lose by Katie Reus: Rating C+

There are 2 more, but can't put them on here since they are review books for March. I will also say that I've reread about a dozen books so far this year. These are just the new books I've read. :)