Hi and good
afternoon. Ice storm and power outage precluded this post coming earlier but I
hope better late than never might apply here.
JHS: Today, I’m interviewing
the women from the Immortal Redeemers series. I’d like to introduce Nola and
Brooke. Hi ladies, Nola, can you tell us a little about yourself.
JHS: Why are you
smiling?
Nola: Well, I didn’t
count on running into…well, I didn’t count on Rand Mitchell showing up in my
neck of the woods. Glad he did though.
JHS: Brooke, you’re
laughing.
Brooke: Run into
him my butt, she shot his ass. Tell them about that, Nola.
Nola: Just a little
gun, didn’t hurt him too badly.
JHS: Goodness, what
happened?
Nola: It was an UNFORGIVABLE
thing to do…thought he was responsible for trapping a deer on my property. Anyway,
I put him in my bed and tended to him. Very well I might add.
Brooke: She sure did,
climbed right in with him from what I’ve heard.
Nola: Lordy, keep
your mouth shut! Tell them about you. Remember the café in Philly and what you
and Chance did in the bathroom? Let’s talk about that.
Brooke: UNREDEEMABLE
bastard, I didn’t know at the time he was going to die.
JHS: Die? Are we
talking about Chancellor Lorca? What happened in the bathroom?
Nola: She mated
with him…you know…
JHS: You mean they
had…
Nola: Sex.
JHS: No! With
people right outside the door?
Nola: They sure
did, Brooke told me all about it.
Brooke: Be careful
Nola, he doesn’t like people knowing his business.
Nola: You mean like
the time he threatened to drag your ass through the woods if you didn’t follow
him? That put some air under your wings didn’t it?
JHS: Wings? What
have I missed?
Brooke: Go to hell,
Nola. You’re no goody-two-shoes! You go running around the woods in a nightgown
shooting people and then act all high and mighty. Don’t begrudge my ability to
fly.
Nola: Begrudge your
ability to fly? You just wait…
The office door
opened with a bang.
JHS: Excuse me, if
you could wait outside while we finish our interview. The most delicious sample of pure maleness stepped through my door.
Didn’t want to send him on his way but business is business.
Chance: I’m Chancellor
Lorca, and you are finished. I came to retrieve our women.
JHS: Our?
Chance: Rand is
waiting to drive Nola home. Brooke and I, well, we travel a bit differently.
JHS: How’s that?
Chance: Use your
overactive imagination, lady. Better yet…read
the books.
He
glared menacingly, frightened me to death, but I swear –the women smiled!
Nola stood and
quickly scooted around him.
Chance: Come on,
baby, time to go home.
Damn,
what a smile, and the way that man’s eyes lit up at the sight of Brooke had my
heart pounding. What would happen when he got her home…were there more like
him?
I
sure hope so.
Growl and roar-it’s okay to let the beast out.-J. Hali Steele
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