Hello everyone! Welcome to Sneak Peek Sunday!
What is this? An awesome group of writers that drop in every Sunday and leaves six paragraphs of their newest release, a new project they are working on, or one of their previous works.
Here is my first sneak peek from my first paranormal romance, First Bite, from my Love Bites trilogy, which is currently in edits so please forgive any booboos.
It’s eighty-six degrees, yet it feels like a hundred. My hair is plastered to my face and I’m already sweating profusely. Why in the world did I choose an outside table? Probably because he chose the restaurant and the time of the meeting, I got here early enough to pick the table. I’m not usually the nervous type. I’ve been through enough in my twenty-five years to make me hard to scare, but something about his man gives me goose-bumps. His name alone sends chills down my spine. My friends, well coworkers since I only have one person I trust enough to call a true friend, tease me that it’s not nerves, that it’s more lust. I disagree. I’m a very good judge of character. Somehow I tend to know when someone is not who they pretend to be. I learned the hard way that the pillars of society have more skeletons in their closet than the rest of us and that anyone that appears to be so perfect is usually a pretentious, dangerous creep. I doubt seriously that this man is any different, even if he is the most appealing man that I’ve ever seen, aside from movies and TV.
No matter what transpires here today, he isn’t going to harm me in a crowded restaurant. I may not be in physical danger here but if he feels threatened, he could try to take me somewhere so else. When I start asking questions, I’m sure he will not be too happy with me.
I should’ve told Reggie what I was planning so that someone knew where I was going. Not only is Reggie my co-worker, he’s also my best friend, and roommate. I’m probably just overreacting. I watch too many murder mysteries on TV. I can imagine Reggie’s reaction. He would probably say something snide like, ‘Merah, when the chick in the movie says, “I know who you are and I saw what you did,” things don’t go too well for her, do they? What makes you think things will go better for you?’ As if my thought summons him, my phone rings. I consider not answering. I decide I wouldn’t look as out of place if I were talking on the phone instead of sitting alone gawking at everyone like I have been for the last ten minutes.
“Hey Reg. What’s up?” Sometimes he acts like a babysitter instead of a friend, always checking up on me to see where I am and why I’m not where he thinks I should be at any given time.
“I’m in the city meeting someone for an interview.” Like that will satisfy him.
“So you’re at a funeral parlor? Tell me, how do you interview a dead guy?” He asks, assuming I am working on the obituary column for the paper we both work at.
I hope you enjoyed the peek. I hope to have First Bite published by fall if not sooner. If you want more sneak peeks at some awesome writers hop around! You can find them here: