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This is my fourth week on this blog hop. I’m going to continue this week with another short little scene from Resistant, my current romance in progress that is set in the middle of a zombie apocalypse. This novel is still in the editing stages, so many things, including the title may be different once this novel is ready to go to print.
In the following scene, Sahara and her group have set up camp in an abandoned Walmart. Because not all of their group is immune to the zombie virus, Sahara, Daniel, and another of other people have to patrol the store night and day watching for anyone who might have turned. Sahara is currently sitting in the rafters of the store watching Daniel.
I also preferred it[watching from the rafters] because I could watch Daniel from up there without him or anyone else seeing me. Yes, I realize I was like a schoolgirl with a crush around him, but I couldn’t help it. No one was more surprised than me when I realized that even though he babied the crap out of me, which kept me constantly pissed at him, I liked him. Well, I more than liked him. I was growing to love him.
His feeling weren’t mutual, of course. He saw me as an annoying baby sister that he had to protect. I understand that fact, and I’d tried ignoring my feelings for him, tired thinking about some of the other men in our group, but none of them appealed to me the way Daniel did.
Right then, he was headed toward the front of the store on his last sweep before his shift was over. I watched him instead of watching everyone else, and cringed when I saw him pass in front of Maggie’s sleeping area.
Maggie is a nice enough girl…woman, but she was always looking for attention. I wouldn’t necessarily call her a whore, but she did tend to go through partners rather quickly. At that moment, she was using an old, for her, but effective trick. She had left the curtains to her sleeping quarters open just enough for someone passing by to see her putting lotion all over her naked body. My heart sank at the sight of her perfect form exposed the way it was with Daniel quickly approaching her line of sight.
But as with most horrible sights, I couldn’t take my eyes off them. I didn’t want to watch him touch her, to bed her, but I knew it was about to happen, and I couldn’t look away. With ease, he passed her open door and did a double take, then turned around quickly with his back to her. He backed up slowly, his hand out, searching for the fabric she used for a door. Before he can pull her curtains to, she stood up straight in faux surprise, but I saw the “caught cha look” she gave him.
For those of you who want to know more about HIM, here is the next hundred words or so of that novel. This section picks up where the last one left off.
“You said he wasn’t going to be here,” I snapped, realizing, not for the first time, that this might be a trap.
“And he isn’t going to be, but that doesn’t mean you can’t make trouble by spreading your lies. Your uncle has had a lot on his plate lately with Mathew robbing that bank last year and going to jail and all. Things haven’t been easy for him since Caroline divorced him. I had really hoped Jacqueline was his second chance. Poor man. So, don’t you go making any more trouble for him.”
I didn’t plan on telling anyone anything. She promised the bastard wouldn’t be here, and as long as he wasn’t, I could get through this week.
One last thing before you go: I have a special gift for you this Christmas. From now until December 26th all ecopies of my supernatural romance, SHIFTER, and my post-apocalyptic novel, ALONE, will be half off their original price. Stop by your favorite online retailer and download SHIFTER for only $2.49 and ALONE for only $1.99.
(Another last thing before you leave: I have the flu. I apologize up front if I don't get to everyone's posts this week.)