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A Stir of Echoes The Lone Drow (Hunters Blades #2)

Not really. Just some small cuts from the rocks, but she’s very shaken.

I froze with the piece of paper still in the air. Shit. I hadn’t expected her to leap to that conclusion. Honestly, I hadn’t thought about having to give her a reason for writing a song. Wrapped up in my project, I’d forgotten that Anna was in the dark…about a lot of things. So, what should I tell her? The truth? That I was working on getting a record contract of my own? No, she wouldn’t understand why, since she thought the show was still going. And without a contract, I couldn’t come clean, but…the show was about a rock star. Knowing fate had laid the perfect lie in my hands, I told her, No…it’s for the show. They’re letting me write Ace’s stuff. Pretty awesome, huh? Fuck.She pursed her lips, but then smiled. Coming around my desk, she plopped herself onto my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck. She leaned in, squeezing her breasts into my face. Oh, I was hoping you and the band were getting back together. But this is good too. It’s just, it’s been so stressful with everyone broken up…like my parents have gotten divorced or something. You don’t even come home anymore when Kiera and the girls visit.

You Suck: A Love Story (A Love Story #2)

I pulled away so I could look up into her face. I’m not getting back together with them, Anna. Ever. I wrote this song for me. For my band. Not wanting her to read too much into that, I amended with My TV band, anyway.Her smile fell. Yeah, your TV band. She shook her head. Griff, I know you’re excited about this show, but why don’t you go back to them? Kiera tells me they haven’t found a replacement yet, and Matt is itching to start another album since the last one…didn’t do as well as expected. I’m sure if you called him and apologized…Maybe you could do both? The show and the band?My gut started clenching at her suggestion. I tried that. But Matt shot me down, belittled me. No, going back wasn’t an option anymore. Apologize? For what? I didn’t do anything wrong. Those assholes shoved me in a box, and when I tried to get out, they tried locking it. That shit doesn’t work on me though. I need freedom.

Poppy Done to Death (Aurora Teagarden #8)

She clamped her mouth together so hard, I could see the muscles in her jaw tighten. I wasn’t sure if she’d taken my comment personally or if she was upset that I still wouldn’t consider it. I was just about to tell her that I didn’t mean her when she shook her head and said, Okay, so…the show is going to let you write songs? Maybe I can help you? She looked over at my lyrics again, reading them this time. She frowned. Please tell me this isn’t one of them.I released the paper, letting it float to the desk. What’s wrong with that song? It’s awesome.

Her eyes drifted over the sheet. I’ll make you moisty, you’ll be so tasty. She shook her head. One…that’s gross. Two, it doesn’t even rhyme. Three…I’m pretty sure they won’t play it on TV.

Wishing I could defiantly cross my arms over my chest, I shrugged. I like the song, if they don’t play it, then they’re stupid.I know she’s working on the murder of those two county deputies. That includes the guy who was found murdered a few nights ago. They believe the cases are connected . . . along with some other minor fires. She doesn’t talk about it at home very much.

She’s probably not supposed to.True. And she needs a break from thinking about them. I try to distract her during dinner because she gets so quiet and I know she’s having a hard time getting them out of her head.

Fade Out (The Morganville Vampires #7)

So she works murder cases, he said, his voice catching on the word murder.Not always. Since she’s transferred to Bend, she gets a little bit of everything. In Portland she was assigned primarily to domestic terrorism. Out here they have a lot fewer agents, so everyone works on everything.

He parked but turned to look at her instead of opening his door. His brown eyes were thoughtful. Did you know any of the men who were murdered? The deputies . . . or that other guy?Kaylie shook her head. No. I know Truman had worked a bit with the deputies, and they just identified the other guy, but I’d never heard of him. They aren’t sure where he’s from.

Aunt Mercy said he has a daughter in Portland and she’s made arrangements to have him buried there.Relief filled his face. That’s good.

He’s so sensitive. Hungry? We probably should grab our food and go eat in the school parking lot, so I’m not late.Inside they placed their order. And waited. Why is this place always so slow?

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