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This is my eleventh week on this blog hop. This week’s piece comes from my current romance WIP, Resistant. Resistant is a romance set in the middle of the zombie apocalypse. I’m now talking to another photographer about photo options for this cover. The first hasn’t gotten back to me. I know a cover for something like this is odd request, but I pretty sure it is do-able. I still don’t have a synopsis ready either. I’m waiting for the first round of edits from my editor to come back before trying to figure that out.
So on to the excerpt. In this scene, I’ve moved ahead in time just a bit to the night after Daniel and his people rescue Sahara from her kidnapper. Apparently, while dealing with my medical issue and illnesses, I skipped all of that. I don’t want to back track, but what happened was this: the group kicked a man out for attempting to rape a young girl. He returns and kidnaps Sahara out of malice, because he blames her for his getting kicked out. He also kidnapped another woman he had been secretly tormenting. Fortunately for Sahara and the woman, one of the men from the man’s original group had an idea of where he might have taken them. What I posted two posts ago and what I posted last week was the rescue scene. This scene is just a little later in that same day.
When I woke though, some two hours later, for just a second, I didn’t remember being rescued, and I panicked slightly. Daniel and Charles were there in heartbeat reassuring me. Daniel forced me to eat and followed me to the bathroom when I had to pee. I didn’t argue. I didn’t want to be alone, not even to do something as simple as pee.
“What did you do with Sarah’s body?” I asked as I wiped and flushed the toilet.
“We carried her to the nearest incinerator. I’m sorry. I knew you would want to come, but we didn’t want to take any chances of her reviving or her smell luring any other zombies. This area seems devoid of them, and we want to keep it that way for the time being,” Daniel answered, wrapping his arms around me.
“I understand.” I buried my face in his neck but didn’t cry. I hoped I was done crying. “When can we leave this place?”
“We can go whenever you want,” Daniel said.
I looked out the window to see that night had fallen, then I looked around at the people who have congregated in the living room since I woke. Everyone looked tired. “We’ll wait until morning,” I said.
“You sure?” Daniel asked.
“I don’t mind driving,” Charles added.
“No, everyone is tired. I’m tired. I don’t want to sleep here one more night, but as long as I don’t have to go back up those stairs, I can tough it out, but in the morning I want out of here. Besides, the hordes migrate at night. I don’t want any of us out in that.”
“All right. If you are sure,” Daniel said.
After that, people began boarding up doors and windows on the main floor, moving furniture around, making pallets on the living room floor, and cooking supper. All the while Daniel continued to stay by my side. I sort of wished he wouldn’t. I didn’t want to get used to him always being there in that way when I knew as soon as things got back to normal he wouldn’t be…or well, he wouldn’t be this close. We’ve sort of always be by each other’s side, but not like that, not with me tucked under his arm or in his lap, not with him constantly touching me, holding my hand, kissing my forehead.
Once we had eaten and settled for the night, Daniel pulled me to a pile of blankets and pillows tucked into the back corner of the living room. I had pulled my weapons off when we first entered the living room, and Daniel had piled his and mine by the pallet. I kicked of my shoes and crawled under the blankets. Sleeping with my clothes on was uncomfortable, but I couldn’t bring myself to shed one thing, not in this house, not with so many people so close, not when our protection level was so low. I wasn’t surprised when Daniel crawled in beside me, also fully clothed. I was surprised when he wrapped me in his arms, but I curled into him willingly.
As the sounds of people falling asleep filled the air, I heard Daniel whisper my name. I tilted me head up to look at him in answer, and he bent his head and kissed me sweetly. I melted into him, wishing that I could end every night this way. He pulled away too soon, tucked my head back under his chin, and whispered, “Goodnight.”
I hoped you enjoyed that.
Don’t forget that HIM, my suspense/thriller, is now on sale. The novel has already received some amazing reviews on Amazon and Goodreads. Most of the reviews forewarn people that this novel is graphic and is not for those who love beautiful Hollywood endings. So far, all have given it four and five stars, despite the content because of how moving and powerful the story is.
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