(For Part I, be sure to visit Linda‘s Blog)

A wicked grin crossed Ethan’s face. “Get him a Blow Job.” At Sam’s incredulous expression and Caitlin’s murderous one, his brows shot up, and he smiled. “What? Every guy likes those.”

Tick’s jaw tightened. “Jim Beam’s fine.”

“I’ll be right back. Get us a table.” Sam leaned in to kiss Ethan. “Try to behave yourself.”

She sauntered away, Ethan’s gaze following her. Tick crossed his arms over his blue-stained chest. “Now, do you two want to tell me how you really know each other?”

Caitlin linked her … Read more »

(For part I, be sure to visit Linda‘s blog.)

Ethan didn’t break her gaze. The tick of a clock on the wall was the only sound echoing through the room. Caitlin‘s back straightened under his intense stare.

“What I did isn’t important. It’s what I did after that matters. I could have let it break me, but I didn’t. The question is, Agent Falconetti, what are you going to do?”

She turned back to the window and crossed her arms over her chest. “The same thing I’ve been doing.”

“Wallowing in your misery?”

“Maybe I like wallowing. It’s … Read more »

Wow. What a week. I don’t even know where to start. I learned more than I expected, was inspired more than I thought I would be, and was star-struck beyond belief.

Highlights of the week:

1) Running into Nora in the hall. Oh. My. God. Talk about being star-struck.

2) Pitching. Not nearly as bad as I thought. Even with all the quirky eyebrow looks I got whenever anyone asked the dreaded question, “Who are you pitching to?”

3) Debbie Macomber’s “Why Not You?” speech. Inspiring. It WILL be me.

4) Susan Elizabeth Phillips admission that yeah, she SUCKS at … Read more »