Update on the Cooking Lessons. I thought about how I wanted to do them and I came up with two options, make them into Chronicles, which would mean posting a lesson every once in a while to make that work. The second option was to write a novelette (Or possibly a novel) in which Zoe & Trevor/Haley & Jason were the main characters and shared the book.
The awesome ladies on FB decided that they want the book. As of right now I am adding that to my side projects. If this works for you, please let me know.
From Fire & Brimstone….
“How did you get in here?” she asked, although she had several questions, she decided to ask the only one that mattered at the moment.
“You left the door unlocked,” he said as she felt the bed dip next to her, which of course led to her next question.
“Tell me that you didn’t just climb into bed with me,” she said, praying that she was mistaken.
“Fine. I wont,” he said, but she knew that the large son of a bitch had done exactly that.
“Get out,” she said, too tired play this game with him.
“Can’t do that.”
“And why’s that?” she asked, wishing that she’d trained Mojo to attack, but with her luck, he probably wouldn’t listen to her anyway.
“Because I’m not done with my pie yet,” he said around a mouthful of her pie.
That will teach her for sharing, she thought bitterly with a wince as her stomach cramped up, forcing her to wrap her arms around her stomach and try to breathe through the worst of the pain. You’d think that she would be used to this, but every time the pain hit, it felt worse than the last time. The only thing that even remotely helped was a hot bath, but right now it would hurt too much to try and climb into the tub right now.
Besides, she was saving all of her energy to throw her unwanted guest out.
“I’ll be right back.”
She opened her mouth to tell him not to bother only to gasp in pain as the move caused more pain to tear through her stomach. Okay, so maybe right now was not the best time to kick him out, she decided as she squeezed her eyes shut tightly and pressed her arms more firmly against her stomach to stop the pain from spreading.
“Here,” Lucifer said, taking her hand and placing it on something cold, but more pain instantly shot through her stomach. Shaking her head, because she thought that she was going to be sick again, she took her hand away and placed it back on her stomach.
She heard him mutter something and then, she felt him climbing back on the bed and-
“What the hell are you doing?” she asked, going completely still as she told herself that she was imagining this.
“Is it helping?” he demanded instead of explaining why he’d thought that it was good idea to climb into bed with her and spoon her, wrapping his arms tightly around her and pulling her closer.
“It’s definitely creeping me out!”
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