The school year is officially over and now the summer fun begins. My daughter leaves for Disney next week to perform with the band and choir at the theme park. She's been organized and semi-packed for almost a full week already. I have no idea where she got that gene… it definitely didn't come from me.
Not a bad week for television. I caught another episode of Endeavor, which I thoroughly enjoy. Ended up with two episodes of Midsomer Murders. I'm winding down the last series or so of John Nettles's tenure.
Caught two episodes of Constantine. Again, I'm enjoying the high levels of quality snark bandied about by John. And I like how his inner demons weigh even heavier than the actual demons he has to thwart. Truly excellent fare.
Getting closer to the season finale of Gotham. Jerome's brand of crazy reaching out beyond the grave to completely encompass Jeremiah is great entertainment. And I truly do love how the other evolving villains continue to percolate their plans behind the scenes.
Chicago Fire and Blindspot are still holding my interest. I am still a little iffy on the whole Roman plan, but I'm invested enough that I want to find out what his actual master plan is.
Caught a few more episodes of Classic Who and should finish up the Dalek storyline soon. Also caught the second episode of Sense 8 and I'm pretty much hooked. I definitely want to find out what the hell is going on with this group.
The Flash season finale ended up being better than I hoped. That said, there could have been about five fewer episodes in this season and the story would have unfolded better. Riverdale threw a blindside or two into their finale and I'm there for whatever happens next. Hopefully it'll be Hiram's head on a pike parading through town. Just saying.
Krypton continues to make me happy. I kind of enjoy the intrigue and seeing how the alliances are constantly shifting because the ground keeps fluctuating under everyone's feet. Very interested in seeing where next season goes… if there is a next season.
Part one of Ghost Squad's season finale ended up being pretty terrific. I do wish there was more information on how the big boss lady gets her cases. I'll honestly not be surprised if she isn't as dirty as the cops she's trying to bring down. We'll see how that plays out.
Started a new to me show on the Roku Channel app. Archangel, I think, originally aired as TV movie, but it's billed as a three episode season. The first show ended up being pretty terrific. I also caught another episode of The Sarah Conner Chronicles on Crackle.
That's it for television this week. Tonight's post is from Pushing Buttons, a novella that started with a two-word prompt of "I see".
Here's the mini-blurb:
Chet Vondallson hates complications—integrating two crews when a space cruiser goes down sits at the bottom of his list of fun things to do. Parson Browd, one of Chet's top pilots—and his lover—likes to push his buttons and get a reaction, something Chet knows but finds hard to resist.
And a sneaky peek…
Parson came off her patrol flight caught between dread—she hadn't quite worked off the urge to punch Cyrus in the face—and excitement—her active imagination came up with lots of kinky ideas for Chet. Thankfully, Stingray didn't make an appearance on the hangar deck or in any of the corridors leading to quarters a deck below. A long, hot shower would definitely improve her mood.
Entering the head, she stripped off her flight suit and tossed it into the laundry bin. Yanking her locker open, she grabbed her shower kit and a fluffy towel then made her way to the stalls. She adjusted the water temperature until it got steamy then stepped under the hot spray.
Oddly, she didn't have any competition for space. "Kinda nice to have the whole place to myself." Only one thing would make the shower better.
Chet.
A low whistled tune greeted her ears over the downpour of water. She turned around in time to catch the man himself strolling in her direction. His erection jutted out, ready for action.
Parson tossed the washcloth, which Chet caught with ease.
He crowded into the stall, reaching for the military-issue soap. "Shall I scrub your back?" He lathered up the terrycloth and waggled his eyebrows.
Parson hummed a response. "Rather you start with the front." She backed under the water, letting it sluice over her body.
Chet flashed a sly grin. "Your wish and all that…" He drew the washcloth over her shoulder and along her collarbone, letting the suds trail down to her belly and below.
Parson sighed, basking in bliss. "If you're granting wishes, you could be really nice and let me—"
Chet cut her off. "Nope. You're not going after Stingray." He worked his way over to her other shoulder and dropped the cloth to the tiled floor. "He's going to have to follow the chain of command and make his complaint." His palms smoothed over her skin, dipping down to cup her breasts.
Yeah, okay. Cyrus had no place in the shower with them. Frank could handle his bitchy officer on his own.
She met Chet's gaze and fisted his erection. "Right. Shutting up now." She tugged him closer, bracing her shoulders on the cool tile behind her.
Chet's head lowered, his mouth hovering over hers. "Good. Your mouth is better used in other ways." His lips caught hers in a kiss rivaling the hot water in temperature.
Parson shoved everything else out of her mind. Lucky for Chet, one of the kinky fantasies she conjured involved steamy sex in the shower.
Parson and Chet will have some fun pushing each other's buttons and Cyrus will unwittingly help along the way.
That's it for this week. Catch everyone on the flipside.
ML Skye
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