So… some good TV
this week. Strike Back continues to
be excellent viewing. Awesome to see Martinez and Richmond kick ass as they're
trained to do. I did call the wife, which is all I'll say for now. Can't wait
for the next installment!
Orphan Black, once again, totally blew everything out of
the water. Seriously, every time I think I'm cool to settle back and watch,
another twist has me sitting on the edge of my seat with my mouth hanging open.
I love it!
Defiance returned and, geez, cleaned freaking house. Not only is the E-rep gone,
with the exception of Berlin—thankfully—but three regular characters are no
more. I love having Nolan and Amanda working in tandem. We'll see how long that
lasts.
The premiere of Dark Matter has me intrigued enough to
keep watching. I like the blend of characters so far. Hopefully, as the show
unfolds, that'll stay the case. Who knows? Killjoys
opens next week and I'm very much looking forward to adding it to my Friday
night viewing.
More on new shows
next week…
Tonight's post is
from Red Tape, a novella where my main characters have to learn a new set of
rules to break regs.
Here's the tagline:
Noelle Phame and Dirk Santias are given a temporary duty
assignment to a new space cruiser and quickly realize how different the
traditions are on an admiral's flagship. Once they figure out the red tape,
they're free to fraternize all they want.
And a sneaky peek…
Carl caught sight of the boots
outside the bunkroom and shook his head. If they meant what he thought, his two
temporary pilots were headed for big trouble. He didn't care about the
fraternization, but if Admiral Glazier stumbled over the footwear, Stein would
be down his extra help—and Noelle and Dirk were desperately needed for the new
training rollout.
He picked the boots up, dragged
the hatch open, and heard heavy breathing and loud moans. Not wanting to
interrupt, he hesitated a moment or two trying to figure out what move to make.
Noelle's raspy voice carried to
his ears. "God, that hit the spot."
Risking a glance inside, he found
the couple facing each other, foreheads resting together. Their skin glistened
and with the way they were seated, Noelle straddling Dirk, his arms wrapped
around her, they looked like a work of art. Dirk's lips caught Noelle's in a
lingering kiss and Carl chose to break up their interlude now before it heated
up again.
He cleared his throat. "I
take it these belong to one of you?" The boots dangled from his
fingertips.
Dirk angled his head and cocked a
brow. "Do you not know what it means when they're outside the
bunkroom?" He grasped a light throw and draped it over Noelle's shoulders.
Shiner shot back. "Yeah, it
means KP duty in the galley if Glazier sees them and that's when you're not
confined to the brig." He flicked his gaze to Noelle, relaxing a little
when he found her covered up. "If you two want alone time, you need to use
the red tape on the bulkhead here." His hand slipped in between the panels
and snagged a scrap of bright red tape. "Otherwise, expect to be
interrupted on a regular basis." Dropping the boots, he slapped the tape
on the hatch and exited, pushing the heavy door shut behind him.
The muffled curses coming from
inside quarters brought a wide smile to his face. He had a feeling he'd just
gone up a notch in their book. And since he liked both pilots, he didn't mind
giving them a helping hand—as long as they did their jobs and got his squadrons
trained.
This one is already
lots of fun. Can't wait to see where the sages take me.
That's it for this
week. Catch everyone on the flipside.
ML Skye
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