Sunday Snippet: No Loss of Life

April is starting off with a bang. We've had seven days of volatile weather. Thunderstorms, tornadoes, flooding, and another big drop in temperature with snow flurries. I thought for a while we might end up with a blizzardnado—complete with sharks. If you know you know. It's that time of year where keeping warm-weather clothes beside arctic gear isn't a bad idea.

Due to the crazy weather, I didn't get a lot of viewing in this week. I also had a full plate plus dessert of work projects. I'm very happy to have multiple things to occupy my time!

I did get another episode of My Life Is Murder in and loved getting to see Madison strut her stuff undercover. I'm going to miss this show when I'm finished watching.

Caught Midsomer Murder's final episode for this season. Enjoyed the mystery. I'm a little disappointed that it feels like the characters don't know much about each other. Winter has been with Barnaby for quite some time now and it seems like the interactions they've had in the past are quickly forgotten. Really the only thing that kind of irritates me about British mystery shows.

Finished up the second half of Silent Witness. I think I'm going to like the new guys. I really enjoy Jack and Nikki together. The case was very confusing, but I ended up liking how things turned out.

Watched another episode of Death in Paradise. It's almost the end of Humphrey's run and I'm kind of excited to finish up and start Jack's journey. And also pick up with Humphrey and Martha back in England.

Enjoyed an episode of Elementary. Kind of fun to see some of Joan's old life collide with her new one. Not super thrilled that her friends thought she needed an intervention, but at least they came around by the end.

That's it for the life update this week. I'm hoping to get back on track this week, barring any weird and wild weather.

Tonight's post is from No Loss of Life, a novella that brings a couple together from opposite sides of a big issue.

Here's the miniblurb:

Brigit Hardy is an anti-government revolutionary who kicks the system in the teeth to incite change. Vlad Octavius is the government agent who has to bring her to heel. There's only one problem—Vlad hates what she does but can't disagree with her reasons.

And a sneaky peek…

Brigit rolled up the schematic of the train depot when a knock sounded on her door.

Tucking the plans into a cardboard cylinder, she stowed the container behind a cabinet and strolled to the entrance of her space to answer. "Well, gotta say I didn't expect company tonight." She stepped back, allowing her visitor to enter.

Vlad gave a shrug. "Er, I won't stay long. Mainly wanted to put it out there … if you need anything, help, errand-running, whatever. I'm in. Let me know."

Brigit's eyes widened a little. "Anything? How are you defining that word?" She might as well test the waters and possibly boundaries.

Because Vlad Octavius appealed to her on more than one level.

Vlad blinked but recovered quickly. "Uh … however you want me to." His gaze took on a smoky quality. "Anything can mean as little … or as much … as you want it to." He propped a shoulder on the jamb.

The man presented a picture of nonchalance. But … Brigit clocked the coiled readiness under the surface. He might be a newb to their movement, but he had training. Military? Cop? Or … something else?

She searched her gut to see if it mattered. He wouldn't be the first man to try gaining an edge with her. Moving with caution had saved her more than once. But she rather wanted to tangle with Vlad. In bed. Out of bed. Kind of didn't matter.

And that might not be a good thing.

Brigit cocked her head. "That mean you're on offer with regards to the anything?" Might as well go for broke.

Vlad barely shifted his position but somehow managed to convey a mix of sexy up-for-whatever and relaxed detachment. "Depends. Is this a stud service type of thing or a mutually beneficial arrangement?" His voice rasped from between his lips.

Brigit liked his quick responses. "Would it matter?" The back-and-forth banter kicked her libido into gear.

Vlad lifted one shoulder. "I'd prefer a mutual assignation but don't mind proving my worth if necessary." If possible, his gaze darkened even more.

Brigit gave a throaty laugh. "Good answer." She grasped his forearm and dragged him into the space. "Pretty sure the benefits will be mutually satisfying." Possibly on multiple fronts if she got really lucky.

I'm not quite sure where this story is going to go but I love the journey so far.

 

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

ML Skye