Sunday Snippet: Set the Record Straight

A low-key week finally. Didn't have a ton of running around to do and got a lot accomplished. Finished up a developmental edit for an author and two full copy edits. I'm thrilled with the productivity!

Not a bad week in television. I rewatched the premiere of Wynonna Earp because it was soooo good. Also caught another episode of Canal Road and The Dresden Files.

Finished series twelve of Midsomer Murders and caught a few episodes of Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries on Ovation.

Started a rewatch of Babylon 5, one of my all-time favorite shows. Caught volume one of Batman: The Brave and the Bold. Also caught another season two episode of The Sarah Conner Chronicles. I seriously forgot how much I loved that show. And it holds up pretty well, too. Finished Constantine and I'm ready for more John on Legends of Tomorrow.

Got an episode of Pensacola: Wings of Gold in and had mini-marathons of Murder, She Wrote and In the Heat of the Night.

Also watched the next episodes of Wynonna Earp and Killjoys. I'm gutted by events in Wynonna and Killjoys kicked ass in ways I thoroughly enjoyed. Seriously, Syfy, please give me more of shows like these. Please.

Got started on a few other shows but didn't have time to finish them yet. An update on those will come next week.

And that's it for television this week. Tonight's post is from Set the Record Straight, a novella that started with a writing community prompt of rewriting a scene from a favorite television show. I chose one from Battlestar Galactica and a new story was born.

Here's the mini-blurb:

Keegan Brimm and Warner Misona check their feelings for each other at the spaceport airlock and have a knock down fight before they finally drag out all the baggage between them to set the record straight.

And a sneaky peek…

Keegan Brimm cleared the dishes from the table. "I'm really sorry Damien wasn't here for your visit." She dumped the plates in the sink.

Warner Misona got up, grabbing the takeout boxes and putting them in the trash. She gave him bonus points for helping. Damien never bothered with the small everyday stuff. Hard to believe his best friend did and without a single prompt from her.

She snagged a couple of beers from the fridge and handed one to Warner. "Thanks. Nice of you to help out." Popping the cap, she tilted the bottle and took a long drink.

Warner laughed. "You'd never know it, but Mrs. Jones actually made Damien and I clear the table and do dishes when we were growing up." He opened his brew and followed her into the living room. "She would also kick Damien's ass for not telling you he'd made plans."

Keegen choked down her recent sip. "Damn, busted. I didn't a crappy job of covering for him, didn't I?" She liked Warner… a lot.

He chuckled. "You did fine. I've known Damien too long and his lack of remembering important details is legendary. As is his tendency to blab about everything else not important."

Oh, hell. Warner probably knew every gory detail of her sex life with Damien. She should probably be pissed, but couldn't do more than be embarrassed.

And the next two hours and four more beers a piece proved Warner had a gift for conversation. He blew her mind with the wide variety of topics they touched on. She treaded in dangerous territory. If Damien didn't already have her locked in, she'd be very tempted by Warner. Hell, I already am tempted. So not good.

He got up and carried the empty bottles into the kitchen. "I'd better head out. Let Damien know I'll catch up with him the next time I'm in town." He propped his shoulder against the arch separating the rooms. "And thank you for being so gracious. You didn't have to let me barge in and disrupt your evening."

Keegan got up, the effects of five beers making her relaxed and fanciful. "I gotta say you've been a terrific guest. I can see why Damien considers you the second best man on the planet." She moved forward, heading toward the front door.

Warner laughed. "Him being the best, no doubt." He followed behind her, his presence at her back sending a tingle of awareness down her spine.

Keegan slid a glance over her shoulder. "Well, yeah, of course." Damien definitely didn't lack confidence.

Probably one of the things that made their personalities clash sometimes. She didn't lack confidence either.

Warner's lips curved in a wide smile. "The guy never changes." He gave her a quick hug. "Thanks again for having me." Then he eased back to lean down, probably to brush a kiss over her cheek.

Keegan turned her face and instead his lips met hers.

What the hell am I doing?

This doesn't quite go where the end of the snippet suggests but it's definitely a sparking moment between Keegan and Warner.

That's it for this week. Catch everyone on the flipside.

ML Skye