I hope everyone
survived the holiday!
My family had a
wonderful day—no traveling, just staying home all nice and cozy with our new
tech gear and good food. I watched more holiday television episodes and said
good-bye to Matt Smith's Doctor. I'm still not quite settled in with the idea
of the new actor, but I'll give him a chance.
Looking forward to
my fave shows returning. Almost Human,
Sleepy Hollow, Arrow, The Tomorrow People, Walking Dead, Sherlock, and probably a few I’m forgetting
at the moment. Currently watching a Farscape
marathon on Pivot then switching over to some recorded stuff I haven't watched
yet.
Tonight's post is
from the novella, Wait No More, featuring two characters that get the
chance to re-explore the road not traveled.
Here's the tagline:
Zoey Blythe pushes Cash Mateson out of her life when she
sees how much good he can do as an elected official. Ten years later, their
paths cross again and Zoey realizes she should have fought a little harder to
stay by Cash's side. Heading up the security detail for Cash's campaign, Zoey
feels the spark again, but marriages and careers are on the line, even if she
doesn't want to wait anymore.
And the sneaky peek…
"Cash. Did you read who your
head of security will be?"
Cash Mateson continued working
with his tie, trying to decide what type of knot he wanted to attempt. His
mentor, dead and buried a week ago, used to do the same before a big speech.
Life in the political arena tended to be nothing but.
"Cash?" His wife
prompted, waiting a response.
Starting over with the tie, Cash
answered. "Not yet. Haven't got started on the morning memos."
Satisfied with his appearance, he exited his dressing room.
Delia Mateson perched on the edge
of their bed, perfectly dressed, as usual. A frown marred her face and a
sinking feeling hit Cash's gut. He dreaded her next words.
"Sub-Commander Zoey
Blythe." She rose and almost bumped into him when he sank down, feeling
like he'd smacked up against an aerobus.
Her wide eyes met his.
"Cash, how do you want to handle this?"
He took a moment, his gaze
sweeping over Delia. She looked stunning and the sun had barely broken the
horizon yet. Cash let his eyes roam over her trim frame and wished, not for the
first time, he loved his wife with passion.
But he didn't. And Delia knew and
understood. His lack of abiding feeling didn't stop her from working tirelessly
to propel his career forward.
Sometimes he didn't know why she
stuck around.
"Cash?"
He blinked. "Yeah,
sorry." He rose and grabbed his jacket. "We'll handle it like we do
everything else. Head on." He shrugged into the coat and made his way
toward the door. He'd fix the tie on the ride to the office.
Delia smiled. "Shall I
schedule a time for you to meet with the chief? To make a new choice?" She
wrapped a light shawl about her shoulders.
Cash shook his head. "Why
bother?" He exited their room and trotted down the stairs.
Delia caught up with him,
grabbing his arm. "History, Cash. Think of the backlash if it's dredged
up." Her hand slid down and grasped his.
He scoffed. "Ancient
history, Deal." Not in the mood, he made a turn toward the kitchen. Coffee
sounded great.
Delia followed, unable to let the
matter drop. "No such thing as ancient history, Cash. That's what most
people are interested in." She poured two mugs, adding sugar to hers.
Cash pressed a kiss to her
forehead. "Don't worry about it, Delia. We'll muddle through just
fine." He lifted the hot liquid, blowing across the top. "Why rock
the boat? Especially if we don't want to make waves." He turned and
entered his office, effectively shutting the topic down.
Delia sighed softly.
"Because Zoey Blythe is a tsunami waiting to happen… and you still love
her."
~:~
Delia nails the
problem with complete accuracy. Zoey is the one who got away for Cash and the
tidal wave will be unstoppable when they cross paths again. This one has been
really fun, but challenging to write. Not sure when I'll complete it, but I
think it'll be a good story once it's done.
That's it for this
week. Catch everyone on the flip!
ML Skye
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