Hello, September. I'm always caught off guard when the calendar flips over to September 1. It's like, wait, wait, I'm not ready for the insanity to start yet. Sadly, the universe doesn't care and the days keep marching on anyway.
The Last Ship's second week provided entertaining fare. I can't wait to see what happened after the end of last week's episode.
Caught the finale for Dark Matter and truly hope it's not the actual series finale. Way too many questions left up in the air. Fingers crossed someone picks up the series and it continues on some way.
Killjoys is renewed for two more seasons! I'm up to the episode before the finale and I'm so, so happy we'll get more of this terrific cast and show.
Wynonna Earp keeps blowing me away. I only have a few more episodes to watch before the finale. I'll honestly be glad to see the last of the widows.
I'm caught up on Teen Wolf and ready for tonight's episode. More familiar faces are returning and I'm excited to see what happens this week.
That wraps up television for this week. Tonight's post is from A Little More, a novella that had a three-word prompt series; tickle, bunk, sock. I thought it would be fun to write.
Here's the mini-blurb:
Lexie Krost and Tighe Milligan work and live together—and a little more—on a remote base in the depths of space. They shouldn't act on their attraction, but the pull is strong and once they've crossed the line they have to figure out how to be a little less.
And a sneaky peek…
Lexie Krost wandered the darkened corridors of Starbase Io. Manned by a minimal crew, the base would cease operations in less than three months. She drew a short straw and had to stay until last watch.
She heaved a sigh. "Dammit, I don't even have Colonel Klemper to drive crazy anymore." Her ongoing mission to get their commanding officer to admit he really liked her no longer a viable option.
She chuckled. "At least he didn't write me up for being a pain in his ass." She made a turn and headed for the stairs that led to the crew quarters.
She loved being on a starbase. She didn't love being stuck on one that would soon be inactive. Sure, she'd get new orders and maybe land on one of the newer, brighter outposts… but what the hell would she do to pass the time until then?
Her footsteps echoed in the passageway between the officer and noncommissioned living space. "Ugh… it's too quiet." A month ago, there would have been chatter back and forth between the two areas.
Now, only one room on each side had occupants. Eight noncom members shared a spot and six officers were housed in the other. A far cry from the thirty-six of each that used to man the bustling station.
Lexie flopped down on her rack. "I'm going to go stir-crazy if I don't find something to do." She bent one knee, her foot bobbing up and down on the berth.
Restless, she turned over on her side and glanced around the quarters. Empty lockers stood with their doors opened and Lexie didn't fight the wave of envy for their former owners. She wanted to be busy, working crazy schedules and protecting the galaxy.
Instead, she had to keep watch on the rotating behemoth in its death throes. Geez, morbid much, Lexie? "Yeah, yeah. If I had somewhere to focus my energy, I wouldn't be all doom and gloom."
Her gaze landed on a partially open locker. "Hmm. Tighe usually isn't so careless." She got up and wandered over then ran her finger along the edge of the metal frame. "He never leaves his personal stuff unprotected." Unable to resist the urge to snoop, she nudged the door open and peeked inside. "Yeesh, talk about boring."
No pinup images or erotic magazines for Tighe. Instead, on the top shelf, a stash of books, entertainment vids, and his shower kit battled for space with a pair of boxing gloves and rolls of tape. In the bottom section, he had a rucksack full of dirty clothes. In the middle compartment, a single set of fatigues, with a t-shirt and a pair of socks sitting on top of the pile lay waiting for Tighe's return. Lexie did the math and figured Tighe would be doing his laundry when he got off shift.
A smile spread across her face. "Oh, Tighe, you are not going to be happy with me at all."
At least she'd found something to cure her boredom blues.
I'm having a lot of fun with this one. Looking forward to seeing where it all goes.
That's it for this week. Catch everyone on the flipside.
ML Skye
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