It’s my day on the blog and it’s a Tuesday which means teaser day! Woot!
Here’s a taste of my current wip (which, by the way, I sent the proposal for to my editor less than 30 mins ago). SSS is kind of a sequel to Bondi Beach Boys. Let me know what you think. Enjoy! đ
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âOpen it.â She frowned at the rude tone of her voice. âPlease.â The tacked-on courtesy did nothing to soften the demand.
Rand chuckled as he twisted off the bottle cap and handed the open beer back. âYou really are in a foul mood.â
Sunni didnât answer, there didnât seem to be anything to say. She was in a foul mood and although she wanted to, she couldnât lay complete blame at the feet of her rat bastard date. No. This eveningâs debacle was just the last in a long line of disastrous attempts to find the man of her dreams. Her chest rose and fell on a heavy sigh as she slumped back against the lounge.
âIt couldnât have been that bad.â Rand bumped his shoulder into hers. âWanna tell me what happened? It might help.â
She closed her eyes. âIâm not sure I want anyone to know the circumstances of this one.â
âOh, I know. The guy arrived naked with a one inch dick hanging between his legs.â
Beer fizzed up into Sunniâs nose as she snorted with laughter. Covering her mouth so the rest of her mouthful didnât come spilling out she tried to swallow. Humor quickly turned to distress when she choked on the drink. Rand plucked the beer from her hand and placed it on the table beside the couch while thumping her on the back in an attempt to help clear her airways. Managing to gulp down the beer, she gasped for breath.
âJesus.â Her chest heaved as she coughed out her words. âWay to kill me, Rand.â With her breathing under control she spoke easily. âNot an image I wanted in my head Brandon Davis.â
âAt least it made you laugh. Before you choked.â He continued to pat her on the back. âYou really should stop drinking, Sunshine. You canât handle booze at all.â
âHey!â Sunni punched him in the arm. âI can handle a drink just fine, itâs the nosy, annoying so-called friends that upset me.â
âHa!â He chucked her under the chin with his fist. âYou love me and you know it.â
âOf course I do.â Sunni reached over and grabbed her beer. She carefully took a sip and allowed the cool liquid to soothe her raw throat. âDoesnât mean I wonât kill you in your sleep.â
âWhy are we killing Rand in his sleep?â Z asked from the doorway.
âBecause he tried to kill me. Twice.â
âTwice? How?â
âFirst he tried to fry my brain with my own imagination and when that didnât work he relied on the tried and true method of choking.â Next to her, Rand shook with the laughter he was unsuccessfully concealing behind his hand.
âI see he failed in both attempts. Do you want me to ring the police and have him carted away?â
Sunni eyed a now openly laughing Rand. âMmmâŚno, I think a suitable punishment would be for him to order and pay for pizza.â
âHey! Itâs not my turn.â
âShoulda thought of that before you tried to do me in.â Sunni poked Rand in the ribs with her index finger.
âPaying for pizza seems a fair price for such a terrible crime.â Z walked over to the couch and offered her his hand. âAnd it just so happens I picked up some of your favorite flavor of ice cream while I was shopping. Come and help me put the food away while Rand organizes dinner.â
âYou bought food?â Sunni allowed Z to pull her to her feet.
âSure did.â He curled his fingers through hers. âIâve been making a list of what weâve used in the last two weeks so that I could replace it. I know how it pisses you off to find the cupboards empty.â
âAw, my hero.â
âThatâs fine. You steal my girl with your promise of sweet desert but sheâll be mine again the minute the pepperoni pizza gets here.â
âNow, now, no need to fight over me. Iâll let you share.â Sunni slammed into Zâs back as he stopped dead in his tracks.
Z looked over his shoulder at Rand with raised eyebrows.
âSheâs tipsy, she doesnât mean what she said.â
âWhat? What donât I mean? What did I say?â Sunni swiveled her gaze back and forth between her two friends.
âChrist.â A shudder rippled down Zâs spine. âCome on, letâs get this food put away before it goes off.â
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Rhian