Yes I know that I am supposed to be working on Second Chances and Shift, and I am. However Stay With Me is a book that I wrote back in 2007. At the time when I wrote it I had some technical problems with my laptop (my kids spilled coffee on it). And I was left with only a printed copy of my work. Recently while moving somethings around I found that unfinished cope of Stay with me. I decided that I needed to finish it and publish it. Well after a month and a half of typing and revising I am in the editing phase of Stay With Me. The funny this is I haven't even started on working on the cover for the book. My hope is that I can get it a wrapped up within the next two weeks so that I can get back to focusing on Second Chances and Shift. The bright side of this is that Stay With Me is full is almost finished so that I can give you all something new to read while I'm working on something else. So look for Stay With Me to hit Amazon by the second week of June. Then my hope is to have Second Chances done before the end of summer. I know that I can do it, if the kids don't sidetrack me. I am so sorry for the long wait on something new but to say sorry here is a Teaser from Stay With Me.
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Mitchell was standing in his kitchen seriously questioning his thinking. What the hell could he have been thinking cooking lunch here? Yes the closest restaurant was twenty-five miles away but he could have met her there. Cooking wasn’t the problem, he was a master in the kitchen. The problem was having her alone in his home for any extended period of time.
He walked into the kitchen and started working on the chicken he was preparing for their lunch. Coq au vin with garlic mashed potatoes and field green salad and crème brulee for desert. Once thing were well under way he headed for the shower. He stepped out of the shower in fifteen minutes. Rubbed on some lotion and the dressed in a pair of dark jeans and a heather grey sweater. He tied his hair back with a rubber band. He felt better, calmer.
The only problem was he couldn’t figure out why he was nervous in the first place. “Come on pull yourself together.” He said aloud. She is just a woman, a woman he had never seen before. There was absolutely no reason to get excited. He went to the kitchen to check on the food. As he pulled the chicken out of the oven he heard a car door. He wiped his hands on a dish towel and headed for the door. God let her be ugly he thought. She knocked on the door. Mitchell held his breath.
Zaria stood outside of Mitchell’s front door waiting for him to answer the door. She could hear the wind whistling through the trees. There was a scrumptious smell of food cooking. She assumed it was coming from somewhere nearby. Even though she hadn’t seen another house for miles. She heard the locks click on the door. Can’t turn back now she thought as she held her breath.
Mitchell opened the door. Oh dear God she’s gorgeous he thought. There she was standing in front of him. Her hair caught in a rough breeze a strand blew across her face. She smiled and swiped it away with the back of her hand. Her dress hugged her curves. Were her eyes green? No they were hazel, they had to be contacts. And her smile. She was just too beautiful to be real. Now what am I going to do? I just have to get through lunch. Then I’ll only have to see her in the occasional meeting. That’s it just get through lunch.
Say something Zaria, don’t just stand here like a star stuck fool. Speak damn it speak. Zaria thrust her hand forward. Heaven let words come out. “Hi Mitchell, it’s nice to finally meet you.” Zaria said still smiling with her hand outstretched. He took it in his.
“Z-Zaria, I’m sorry come on in please.” Mitchell said stepping aside to let her pass. She walked in taking in the sights of his mountain top cabin. Try as he might he couldn’t help watching her walk by. She had a way of it, not quite sexy yet it still was. Her walk was one of grace, almost girlish. Not the provocative walk of a woman. Even though she was every bit a provocative woman. Heaven help him he couldn’t breathe. Say something you fool, you big buffoon don’t just stand here with your mouth hanging open. She is not the first woman you have ever seen.
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I hope you enjoyed that now it's back to work.
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Mitchell was standing in his kitchen seriously questioning his thinking. What the hell could he have been thinking cooking lunch here? Yes the closest restaurant was twenty-five miles away but he could have met her there. Cooking wasn’t the problem, he was a master in the kitchen. The problem was having her alone in his home for any extended period of time.
He walked into the kitchen and started working on the chicken he was preparing for their lunch. Coq au vin with garlic mashed potatoes and field green salad and crème brulee for desert. Once thing were well under way he headed for the shower. He stepped out of the shower in fifteen minutes. Rubbed on some lotion and the dressed in a pair of dark jeans and a heather grey sweater. He tied his hair back with a rubber band. He felt better, calmer.
The only problem was he couldn’t figure out why he was nervous in the first place. “Come on pull yourself together.” He said aloud. She is just a woman, a woman he had never seen before. There was absolutely no reason to get excited. He went to the kitchen to check on the food. As he pulled the chicken out of the oven he heard a car door. He wiped his hands on a dish towel and headed for the door. God let her be ugly he thought. She knocked on the door. Mitchell held his breath.
Zaria stood outside of Mitchell’s front door waiting for him to answer the door. She could hear the wind whistling through the trees. There was a scrumptious smell of food cooking. She assumed it was coming from somewhere nearby. Even though she hadn’t seen another house for miles. She heard the locks click on the door. Can’t turn back now she thought as she held her breath.
Mitchell opened the door. Oh dear God she’s gorgeous he thought. There she was standing in front of him. Her hair caught in a rough breeze a strand blew across her face. She smiled and swiped it away with the back of her hand. Her dress hugged her curves. Were her eyes green? No they were hazel, they had to be contacts. And her smile. She was just too beautiful to be real. Now what am I going to do? I just have to get through lunch. Then I’ll only have to see her in the occasional meeting. That’s it just get through lunch.
Say something Zaria, don’t just stand here like a star stuck fool. Speak damn it speak. Zaria thrust her hand forward. Heaven let words come out. “Hi Mitchell, it’s nice to finally meet you.” Zaria said still smiling with her hand outstretched. He took it in his.
“Z-Zaria, I’m sorry come on in please.” Mitchell said stepping aside to let her pass. She walked in taking in the sights of his mountain top cabin. Try as he might he couldn’t help watching her walk by. She had a way of it, not quite sexy yet it still was. Her walk was one of grace, almost girlish. Not the provocative walk of a woman. Even though she was every bit a provocative woman. Heaven help him he couldn’t breathe. Say something you fool, you big buffoon don’t just stand here with your mouth hanging open. She is not the first woman you have ever seen.
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I hope you enjoyed that now it's back to work.