Huh – I missed a week, didn’t I? Ah, well. Life happens sometimes, and October is a busy month. But I’m here now, and posting an excerpt from She’s Far From Hollywood. This is my most recent book, and I’ve sent it out to a number of agents/editors to see if they might be interested. Time will tell! In the meantime, enjoy this tidbit…
Before Bree’s brain could fully absorb what that meant, Maggie bounded down the driveway and across the road, running directly to her. She’d never really been a fan of dogs, but she found herself dropping to one knee to greet the happy girl. She was a pretty thing, with those expressive brown eyes and her glistening dark coat. She looked like a German Shepard, but darker and more finely-boned.
“A little early for drinking, isn’t it?”
Bree’s head snapped up. Cole was standing in the middle of her yard. He’d stopped there as if that was as far as he dared go, which made her smile just a little as she rose to her feet.
“That’s rich coming from the guy who was drinking at a bar in the middle of the day yesterday.”
“Yeah, well, I’m a man.” He made a point to look her up and down, taking in her bare feet, jeans and t-shirt. “Women in the south tend to be a little more ladylike.”
“Sorry, I left my hoop skirt at home.”
His eyebrow arched and she thought she saw a touch of admiration there. The two of them had the ability to exchange scathing sarcasm down to an art. She bit back a smile of triumph and turned to the door to leave him standing there, but Maggie’s soft whine stopped her. She looked down and couldn’t resist scratching the dog’s ears one more time.
“Maggie hasn’t seen anyone at the cottage in a while, and she seems to like you for some reason.” His expression made it clear he couldn’t understand the dog’s logic.