Take a Peak Tuesday #tuesdayteasers #baseballromance #cowboys

Hi, Ya’ll I thought I would give you another peek at my current WIP. I am not writing yet, I am still self-editing and will be for a while yet. This week I thought I would give a little description of Annie’s favorite place. I hope you enjoy. As usual, I am open to any feedback, but please remember this is a raw first draft.

Baseball Bats and Cowboy Hats Copyright 2016

TJ

I looked around for Annie but didn’t see her anywhere. She hadn’t come back through here so she must have gone outside. Should I follow again or give her space. I should give her time alone. I tried. I really did. For all of two minutes.  I grab my Stetson. It’s old. One of the few things I have left of my dad’s.

It was beautiful outside. There was a hint of a moon, like a little sliver of lighting in the dark sky. I looked around not sure which way she was.  I walked the opposite direction of the barn to the back of the house. There was a white picket privacy fence with lovely flowers around the edges. I opened the gate and lost my breath when I went inside. There was the most beautiful garden I ever saw outside of a magazine. It was like the ones Mama always talked about wanting but not ever managing to make.  One side had beds of green plants and some vegetables I could recognize such as tomatoes. The other side had beds of assorted flowers with stone paths around each section. The back of the garden there were some tall leafy plants some roses in front of that. In the center of it all was a massive octagon fixture with five swings.  A beautiful stone fire pit in the center. In one of the swings sat Annie curled up against some pillows with flower prints.

“Wow! This is beautiful!”

“Thank you. What are you doing out here? I figured you all would want to talk about baseball or games or whatever baseball players talk about.”

“We meet up Monday for our first practice. Simon went to our room to read. He keeps to himself a lot. I hope you don’t mind I came outside to look around. If I’m disturbing you, I can go back in.”   I hope it’s not a lie that I didn’t tell her I was looking for her.

“Oh no, it’s fine. I was going to show you all this tomorrow. Maybe tomorrow evening we can roast some hot dogs or sausages out here and make S’More’s or is that too kiddie? My boys loved doing that up till they left. Well, Christopher did. David wasn’t that big on the hot dogs, but neither would ever pass up S’mores.”

“I haven’t ever had a some more.”

“It’s s’more, no some.  S’mores are graham crackers with a piece of chocolate then you toast marshmallows and put them on it hot.  It melts the chocolate. It’s chocolate and gooey goodness.”

My mouth watered. Not about the cookie thing Annie was telling me about but the way her eyes lit up, -and the way her tongue darted out to moisten her pretty pink lips. I wanted a taste. More than I ever wanted to taste anything in my life.

***

So what do you think? Is it too much description? All fluff or does it tell you something about both Annie and TJ?

Take a Peek Tuesday~~Annie’s backstory

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Welcome back to Take a Peek Tuesday. Each week I will post a little tease from what I am currently working on. Right now I am doing a self-edit on a story I wrote during NaNo 2015.  I am hoping to release it this summer.  Baseball Bats and Cowboy hats is a contemporary sports/cowboy romance. It is sweet and spicy with a touch of humor.

Remember this is very raw, not having been beta read or edited.

This week I take up where I left off last week but in Annie’s view.

Baseball Bats and Cowboy Hats Copyright 2016

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Annie

What the hell is with this emotion roller-coaster? I come in madder than hell and end up grabbing one of my young charges in an embrace. I meant to comfort him. Instead, I found myself turned on. This young man is sexy as hell. I don’t want to move Thankfully he is smarter than I am and broke the embrace. I wanted that moment to last forever. I wanted to kiss him. I should feel horrible. He is young enough to be my son. Why don’t I?  Why does being with him feel so right?

“I’m sorry.” He placed a finger to my lips to stop me. Heaven help me. I wanted to taste it.

“Don’t. There is no reason to apologize. I appreciated the comfort more than you will ever know” TJ poured us both another glass of tea. I would rather have a shot of Jack.  Maybe later. I don’t want to drink in front of the boys. It would be a bad influence.

“Can I ask you something personal?” he asks, his caramel brown eyes met mine. I hope I am not drooling.

“Yeah go ahead.” I don’t know why I felt so comfortable talking to this young man. And yes, now suddenly I see him as a man. I lay in my bed every night wallowing in self-pity over losing Steve when this young man has lost his father, a brother, and his mother.  From what I gather, he has an uncle that tried to get him to be a part of a gang, yet he has pulled away and somehow managed to go to college on his own. I feel so small in his presence.

“Is there something between you and Caleb?”

I nearly swallow an ice-cube.

“That’s not easy to answer. We go way back. Caleb and my husband Steve were best friends. Both played ball were in FFA and rode horses in the local rodeos. Every girl in school fawned over them.

My dad owned a ranch. He housed animals for the local rodeo teams. He also raised horses and bulls to rent out or sell. He had an arena for the locals to train in and my uncle the co-owner was one of the best trainers around. Caleb and Steve would come over to train and practice. I sat and watched them, helped brush down their horses afterward. Caleb caught my eyes first with his sandy golden hair and crooked bad-boy smile. He always winked at me from the ring. Steve was more laid back, though not a bit less physically handsome. I had a crush on them both for as long as I could remember.  When I started high school, the two handsome cowboys took me under their wings. Steve, Caleb, Vicki, and I became inseparable.

To make a long story short, I married Steve, got pregnant with my first son right off the bat. Steve bought this place for me, knowing I dreamed of having a farm.  We couldn’t afford anything as big as dad’s, or a lot of horses, so I settled on the hobby farm.” I stopped to take a drink of my tea to wash down the knot forming in my throat. I don’t want to cry.

“Where is your husband? We haven’t met him yet.”

Electricity shoots through me as his warm hand covers mine.

“He died when Christopher, my youngest, was eight. Eleven years, and I still miss him. Some days I am sad, other days I am angry at him for leaving me with two kids and a farm to care for all alone.”

“I’m sorry. I had no idea.” He invaded my personal space once again.  Strong hands, running up and down my arms soothing me.

“I guess I should have told you guys I was a widow. It just didn’t occur to me.”

***

So what do you think about Annie? Can you relate to her? Is she likable enough? What do you think she needs to improve her character?

Teaser Tuesday ~~Simon Plus two~~ A change is coming #MMMromance

Welcome back to Teaser Tuesday. NaNoWriMo is finally over, and I can breathe.  I completed my 50k, but the story needs lots of work. The end got a little rushed, and I have some fluff to remove. But that’s what rewrites are for.  I have introduced Simon,  Topher,  and Max. If you missed it click on their names to check it out. Last week we had a first for Topher. You can find that here.

This will be standalone.  I made it so those that don’t care for MM romance can enjoy Baseball bats and Cowboy Hats and those that don’t care for M/F and read only M/M can enjoy this one without needing to read BaseBall Bats and Cowboy hats. It has been a challenge to write in real-time with the other book and not make it sound like the same book. This is entirely a different story.  This way those of us that like to read both genres can read both books and not get the same thing twice.  Another challenge for me is this one is a lot steamier than I usually write. Topher is quite the character and experimenting to find himself. Another difficulty is this is my first M/M/ M story.  Lots of firsts for me. I hope you enjoy it as much as I have written it. I hope to have it out late next year after Baseball Bats and Cowboy hats debuts.

I don’t know if I will continue posting from this story or what comes next. Stop by next Tuesday to see.

WARNING: There is man on man sex involved, and it may be a little steamy. If this isn’t for you. I understand. 

Simon Plus Two  Copyright 2016

This is very raw. I haven’t edited it any.

 

I Break down and finally call mom. Not because I wanted to but because Caleb said I do it or he will tell her what I am up to. I am not ready for her to hear about any of my changes or that I am moving into an apartment thinking of staying in New Orleans. When Caleb told me she is dating one of the players I saw red. It has to be some crazy mid-life crisis. That’s not the plan she was supposed to someday see how good Caleb is and marry him making us a real family.

“Mom. Have you lost your ever-loving mind?”
“Hello, son. Isn’t that what I asked you when you told me you were putting college on hold for a year to explore the states?”
Hmmm.Yeah, I guess she is right.Among all that yelling and tears I believe she dis ask me if I was crazy. I scratch my head. I’m not letting her turn this conversation to me.
“Why on earth did you move five strangers in our house? My room too!”
“Not that it’s any of your business what I do. It is a good cause. You gave up your room when you moved out.”
“I did not move out!” At least she doesn’t know that yet. “ I’m exploring life outside a Podunk town and smelly farm.” I practically yelled, clenching the phone with one hand rubbing my thigh with the other.
“These guys needed a place to stay and didn’t mind taking on the chores and fixing up this ‘Podunk’ farm as you call it. Just in case you have forgotten, it’s slowly falling around me.”
“Caleb could pay someone to fix it. Hell, he would be more than happy for you to move into his house in town. I don’t see why you stay out there anyhow.”
“ Now I know where you got your information. You can call Caleb but not me?”
“Caleb doesn’t yell at me every time I call. That is part of our deal. I have to keep him posted of where I am on a regular basis.”
Oops. Me and my big mouth. I hope she didnt catch my slipup.

“It’s notdidn’tb’s place to fix up my farm or to send you money.”
Shit. She did catch on.
“It is your place to want to help out your mother and keep this farm in the family!”
“Mom, in case you haven’t noticed, neither David nor I want the farm. It isn’t productive, and neither of us has ever cared much for it. Dad didn’t even like it. He only paid the bills on it for you. To keep you happy. It’s what killed him, trying to work a job and help on the farm as well. He is gone, and you can’t keep it up. If you want it that bad, perhaps you should consider Caleb. He will do whatever it takes to make you happy.”
There is a long silence and for a minute I thought she hung up on me.
“Where are you?” She ground out. (another action or sound of her voice
“Oh no! I recognize that voice. You may send me a letter bomb or poison cookies.” I try to lighten the mood—and avoid the question.
I hear a soft whisper. It sounds like a man’s voice.asking he rif she is OK
“Who the hell is that?” I shout. The other person says the same thing more quizzically.
“Christopher the players are coming in from practice. I need to finish getting dinner on the table. You can report back to Caleb that this tactic didn’t work any better than the last. As a matter of fact, I had planned to call him later today. Now I think I better cool off a few days first. Tell him I will see to Lover Boy, that it’s best he stays away until I do call. “
“Wait mom!” I could hear the panic in my voice.
“Caleb had nothing to do with this. I called him. He only filled me in on what was going on there.”
“Why did you call Caleb and not me?”
“You refused me money in the first place. My graduation funds aren’t holding out.”
“You called Caleb for money? How often is he sending you money?”
“Look. What does it matter to you? I’m out of your hair so you can play Hanky Panky with a boy not much older than me.”
I can hear growling and pots and pans clanging in the background. What the hell? Dies she have me on speaker phone?
“I am not playing Hanky Panky with anyone. Not that it’s any of your business who I am with or if I finally do decide to have a relationship.”
“God Mom! Are you actually considering that? What will everyone think?”
“What was it you told me when you left? You didn’t have to have my permission? You are a grown man now?” She tosses my words back at me.
“Well, I do not have to have permission from you! Conversation over and you better learn to enjoy living below your means. Or get a job! Consider your cash cow slaughtered!”

I hope you enjoyed the post. I am interested in what you think. Do You like Topher? what is your opinion of him?

#snippetsunday~~Incoming hotness!

Hi,Y’all! It’s time for another Snippet Sunday. This week’s plans all went to the proverbial hell in a handbasket. I only got one scene worked through. I had all sorts of family and business stuff come up. The business one I may rant about later this week.  But I did get a little and would like you to meet TJ my sexy but young leading man and his best friend Simon.

Remember this is still a draft. It has not  seen professional eyes so please be easy on me…though if you see any big issues I would you to bring it to my attention. Just please be polite about it.

Baseball Bats and Cowboy Hats Copywrite 2015

Chapter one~~ TJ

The ride to Bloomville Iowa seemed to take forever. After school was out, Simon  Beckner(do I need his last name here?Or let coach introduce him, later on, > invited me to go home with him. Not only has he been my roommate and best friend for the past three years, but he is also like a brother. I don’t know what I would do without him. His family treats me as one of their own. It was nice spending a week at Virginia Beach in their summer home, but man did it make for a long ride back to Iowa.

  I jumped at the chance when Rick  Davidson,  Head Coach of the Edenfield Eagles, called with the offer to stay on a hobby farm if I would donate a couple of hours a day to some farm chores. Finding out our host had horses, I nearly screamed in extasy. I think I scared Simon half to death when I got that call. Not only do I get to play baseball in a prospect league with an opportunity of draft, I finally get to work on a real farm.  It’s like a double dream come true.

 Later that day Simon got the same offer. I was overjoyed. Playing ball, working with horses and my best friend. I couldn’t ask for more.  There is supposed to be a total of six of us staying at the same farm. Having so many men in one place could be interesting.

So what do you think about my leading man TJ and his best buddy? Do you like switching views or is it too confusing?

If you are in the mood for more fun snippets our eclectic group has a wide variety of stories!

Skate on over to visit V. L. Locey.  For some super sex Hockey romance http://thoughtsfromayodelinggoatherder.blogspot.com/ This week, I am told its something new.

If you would like a taste of a paranormal fantasy trek on over  to visit  Ellie Mack. https://quotidiandose.wordpress.com/  some Valkyries Curse

Take your flashlight with you before entering the dark lair of Author Misty Harvey’s   https://mistyharvey.wordpress.com/    if you dare! She writes horror, so this should be interesting!

As you see we have a little bit of everything!  Hopefully, you can find a new book or author our 4 to add to your list!

If you can dream it…You can do it!

 

#snippetSunday~~~

Snippet Sunday

 

Hi, Y’all! It’s time for Snippet Sunday again. It’s  already the end of February!  I can’t believe  how fast the month has went by. This week I am still working on second draft of Baseball Bats and Cowboy hats. Some of you may remember this from back in November. I tried to pick different snippets, but if they overlap these should be a lot smoother since I have run a grammar check and have been adding in stuff and taking stuff out. This is further down in the first section of chapter one where you finally meet the leading man.

This is still a rough draft and the only eyes on it has been mine… so remember this is a diamond in the rough please be kind.

Baseball Bats and Cowboy Hats Copyright 2015

The four that had already arrived headed to Rick’s  van unpacked their belongings and began tossing the ball around.

Rick glanced at hs watch. “I told them to be here by 11. I came a little early to make sure you still wanted to do this.”

“Oh yes.” Watching the boys playing ball and laughing lightened my heart.  I have no doubt in my mind that that this is the right decision.

Rick pulled a thick file out of his briefcase. I motioned for us to sit on the porchswing. Thankfully it was partially shady this time of the morning.

‘Here is a copy of the paperwork with all the agreements and signatures. You are not required to pay for any personal items, only to provide basic meals such as breakfast and lunch. When we have a game, the sponsors provide a light meal beforehand, and if we are on the road, we stop and get pizza or burgers on the way home. You won’t be required to wait up or cater to them.  None of these guys have any allergies. One is vegetarian. If that’s an issue I can  try to find another placement for him”.

“No, I think I can handle that, Rick. I usually make plenty of side-dishes and keep fresh vegetables handy.  There should be plenty with the garden coming off.” I couldn’t imagine turning  one of them down at this point over an eating preference, Both of my boys were picky. David only liked meat and potatoes. Stephen preferred casseroles and main dishes made with ground beef. Stephen also loved a lot of fruits and veggies.

In the distance, we could hear music blasting as a silver SUV came down the lane. A tall, sandy-haired young man climbed out of the driver’s seat and walked over to us.

“Hi, I’m Simon. Sorry if we are late. I thought we had plenty of time.” He chewed on his lower lip and stared down at the gravel.

“No Simon you’re not late. I came early to go over the terms of the agreement. Sit your bags on the porch and join the others.”

Simon popped the hatch with his key-fob. Rushing to the passenger side, he whispered to the other man that was still sitting in the car. He had the seat laid back as if he were napping. He jumped, startled, slowly emerged stretching languidly before joining Simon at the rear of the car. Simon wheeled two suitcases to where the other bags lay. He took out his glove and slowly joined the other men.

 He seemed to be a little more laid back and reserved than the others.

 Then the last one bounded from behind the vehicle with two duffles and a  bag of sports equipment.  His strong biceps are bulging under the weight, yet he trotted over to us, a bundle of energy packed into a tight pair of jeans a shirt stretch tight around his muscular frame and a cowboy hat on his head. He dropped the bags with the others, bounds back over to us shakes Rick’s hand then takes mine into both of his holding them securely.

“ It sure is kind of you to let us stay here in your lovely home. Coach didn’t tell us our hostess is such a beauty” He lifts my hands up to his full lips and lightly brushes them with a kiss. “Oh, I am TJ. By the way.”

“Down Casanova. Get your butt over there with the others. You’re here to play ball not charm all the women you meet!”  Rick rolls his eyes as he playfully punches TJ on the arm.I stood there mesmerized by the cutest boy—young man I’ve ever seen in years. Broad shoulders, big brown eyes and wild curly hair that’s a little too long. His handsome face in need of a shave. He would be my dream man—if only he were 20 years older.

 

If you are in the mood for more fun snippets our eclectic group has a wide variety of stories!

Skate on over to visit V. L. Locey.  For some super sex Hockey romance http://thoughtsfromayodelinggoatherder.blogspot.com/

If you would like a taste of a paranormal fantasy check out Valkyries Curse by Ellie Mack. https://quotidiandose.wordpress.com/

This week we have another  dark snippet by Misty Harvey  https://mistyharvey.wordpress.com/

She writes horror, so this should be interesting!

As you see we have a little bit of everything!  Hopefully, you can find a new book or author our 4 to add to your list!

If you can dream it…You can do it!

 

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