Welcome back to another visit with the Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop for any who loves to write. I’m still sharing from Hawk’s story. Today’s snippet is the beginning of the next chapter, which picks up shortly after they leave for their ride.
By the time we got out on the road, the sun was riding high in the sky. It was a beautiful day, but even the full brightness of the sun couldn’t chase away the shadows that hovered over my thoughts. He was out there, my father. It was almost like I could feel his crosshairs in the middle of my back.
From the way Devil kept glancing over at me, he knew where my thoughts were going. Or maybe he had the same premonitory feeling I did.
It had been buzzing along my skin from the moment we rode away from the clubhouse. Something was going to happen today, even with our little babysitter along. I nearly snorted at that thought; Wraith would probably punch me out for thinking of him as little or a babysitter.
He might be able to watch our backs, but he wouldn’t be able to stop a sniper’s bullet.
Is Hawk’s feeling right? Is something going to happen? Will having Wraith around do any good? I should have more next week. 😉
Welcome back to another visit with the Weekend Writing Warriors, a blog hop for everyone who loves to write. I’m still sharing from Hawk’s story. This picks up from where last week’s left off and is the end of Chapter 3. May be sharing from something else after this since I’ve set Hawk’s story aside while I finish something else. I do still have 600 words of Chapter 4, so I may be able to keep going for a little bit at least. Anyway, here’s this week’s snippet:
I laughed at that and slid my hand along Devil’s back. “We’ll be right out there then.”
Trace’s face was full of color now, and he turned away. Icarus was still shaking his head. “Take care while you’re out there,” he said. “Having Wraith along will help ease my mind, but I don’t want a call from him telling me we need to bring a cage to transport your bodies back here.”
None of the men liked to drive a vehicle, or cage, if they didn’t have to. I couldn’t blame them, as I hated to as well. It would be even worse, though, if it was because we’d been stupid enough to get ourselves killed.
“We’ll do our best.”
Is something going to happen while they’re out? Will they make it back? What’s going to happen next? If you knew that, what would be the point in coming back to read more? 😉
Welcome back to another visit with the Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop for anyone who likes to write. I skipped the next line of the scene I’ve been sharing from in Hawk’s story. Icarus thought Hawk meant more than he did by the grandchildren comment.
I burst out laughing. “God, your face. No, Icarus, not that I know, not that they confide in me, but I’m pretty sure you’d be one of the first to know if Birdie got knocked up.”
There was a choking sound behind me, and I turned to look back to where Trace had stumbled to a halt, his face white. “Birdie’s pregnant? Why wouldn’t she tell me?”
I dropped my head back and hit it against the wall behind me. Devil was bent over, holding his side. “No one is pregnant; I don’t know a damn thing,” I said. “I made one little comment and it’s rolling out of control now.”
A little relief from the stress they’ve been under. Don’t worry, that will be coming back pretty soon.
Welcome back to another visit with the Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop for anyone who likes to write, and to a new year. I hope it’s been a good start for everyone. It’s freezing here, was 0 this morning, but words have been flowing, so there’s that. And today I have more of Hawk’s story. This continues right after last week’s.
A throat cleared behind us, and I could have sworn I heard a laugh in it. I turned my head and saw Icarus standing there, Trace beside him. It still threw me after more than a year how much the two of them looked alike. Trace still held himself back a little, as if afraid someone might lunge at him at any moment.
Devil coughed slightly and I saw his cheeks start to turn red. I knew he still worried a bit about other people seeing us together. No one here cared about it, though, or not so much they didn’t care, but they accepted without reserve.
Neither of us had been used to that before coming here to the club.
Still, I would have thought by now he’d have come to realize we were safe here; maybe he could never feel safe, though. I wished he would; I hated having to walk on eggshells around him when it came to showing my desire around him, but if it meant holding onto him, I would do just that.
Uh oh, is there trouble ahead in this relationship? We’ll have to wait and see. 😉
Welcome back to another visit with the Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop for anyone who likes to write. I hope everyone who celeprates had a wonderful Christmas. Just north of us got over 5 feet of snow earlier this week, but that band managed to miss where we live. My husband plows up there, though, so some of our Christmas plans changed. It all worked out, though(except we still have presents for nieces and nephew we haven’t been able to see yet). But, for now, I have a little more with Devil and Hawk. This picks up right after last week’s.
His face colored, but he stepped closer to me, his mouth meeting mine. I slid my hands up into his dark hair, pulling him even closer before nipping at his lip.
He groaned and pressed in closer to me. I wasn’t going to complain about that. I wished we could get even closer than this. Not yet, though, I wanted to check up on Mr. Bentley again. I wouldn’t put it past my father to go after him just to hurt me, but Icarus didn’t want us riding out on our own for the time being. Not even Devil and me together. It sucked needing a babysitter again after all this time. But, it sucked less than being dead would.
Hope everyone has a happy(and safe) New Year. We’ll probably be sticking around the house if at all possible.
Welcome back to another visit with the Weekend Writing Warriors, a blog hop for anyone who likes to write. I’m on to the last scene I currently have written for Hawk’s story. I guess I’d better get to writing more of this before I do catch up to myself.
Damon stepped up beside me, his hand slipping under my vest, warm through my shirt. “It’s going to be okay,” he said. “We’ll figure something out.”
I turned toward him. “Who are you and what have you done to my Devil?”
That had one side of Devil’s mouth tipping up. “Guess you’ve been rubbing off on me.”
My own lips curled up at that. “I’d certainly like to do that.”
These two. :-]
I hope everyone who celebrates has a wonderful Christmas. We’ll be busy Sunday-Tuesday, then things should calm down for the rest of the week.
Welcome back to another visit with the Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop for anyone who likes to write. I feel kind of like I’ve been up and down and around this week(and I’m really not much of a fan of rollercoasters myself). The kids had Monday off from school, then only a half day Wednesday because of the funeral of a teacher who died the week before. And that all threw me off a bit, but I still made progress. And I’m here with the next bit of Hawk’s story. Wraith was talking to a relative of one of the group that the Riders have been fighting with, though they’ve made a truce recently(that was at the end of Dance with the Devil). He’s relating that to Hawk & Devil here.
From the arch of Wraith’s eyebrow, he’d had the same thought. I didn’t really care right now, though. I needed to know what was going on, but he answered easily enough. “He said his relative told him they were planning to take out at least one of the pretentious vigilante assholes. His words exactly, not mine; I of course don’t think we’re pretentious or assholes.”
I nearly laughed, but it got stuck somewhere in my chest. “You don’t deny the vigilante part, though.”
“Why would I? That’s basically what we do. If the law isn’t going to help, who else will?”
Is this other group really the ones behind this? Will they accomplish what they have planned? I’ll have more next week.
And I got Chapter 9 of Staring at the Sun up on Wattpad this week, so you can check that out if you’ve been following along with Icarus & Cassie’s story.