Happy Monday! Monday is probably the least popular day of the week for most people, but for me, it’s an opportunity to get started on my to-do list for the week. I’ve mentioned it before, but if that list isn’t plastered to my face, I tend to wander around aimlessly like Dory in Finding Nemo.
Last week hubby and I celebrated our anniversary and his birthday, which is one day before – no way he can forget it, right? Anyhoo, we went out with friends Saturday night to a local Greek restaurant. It’s one we frequented several years ago, but then it closed. Luckily, six years later, it reopened in a new location, and I couldn’t wait to dig into the tzatziki sauce (which I’ve tried to duplicate, with one epic fail after another) and the oozy honey goodness that is baklava again. Good food and great friends – a fun night for everyone.
I finished the second season of You on Netflix. It was just as good as the first season – even darker, but completely addictive. It takes a talented writer to make you loathe nearly everything Joe has done (killing numerous people in his quest for love), and yet somehow you still want him to get his happily ever after.
It’s time for another excerpt from Subject A36! Last week the ebook preorder wasn’t available, but it’s live now HERE. To set up the teaser, Asher and Brynn practically grew up together, but their friendship evolved into a romantic relationship in their early teens. Their relationship was fun to write because they challenge each other, are competitive to a fault, enjoy witty banter, and share an unusually deep bond. In this scene, they’re considering adding a new member to their team of Insurgents and are observing him while he trains.
The way the other female recruits, and some of the males, looked at Declan made me wonder if he’d be a distraction in the field. He was a few inches shorter than me, had a muscular build, startling blue eyes, and dark, wavy hair.
My gaze slid in Brynn’s direction to gauge her reaction. “Well?”
Brynn considered Declan, tracking his movements about the training course. “He’s a pretty boy, but he’s got the skill set.”
I grinned. “Prettier than me?”
Brynn stood on her tiptoes, nuzzled my neck, and then whispered in my ear. “No one’s prettier than you.”
And then I was distracted. Focus, Ash.