My debut e-release, Snow Bound, finds
my characters in an unusual situation for southern Tennessee.
You see, we handle snow a little differently here. People transplanted from the north think we’re a little crazy. That’s okay, though we prefer the term “eccentric”. You see, while a few inches of snow means business as usual for most folks, the southern US isn’t equipped to keep the roads free and clear – and you wouldn’t want us on the road unless they were, trust me.
So the sane citizens hole up in our houses for a few days until the overpasses thaw, which necessitates a pre-storm trip to the grocery store just as soon as the weatherman is brave enough to say the S-word.
All my life I heard people talk about stocking up on milk and bread – it wasn’t until I was an adult that I learned the truth. Most shopping carts are actually loaded with beer and chips! Those shelves will be barren, so late comers are stuck with the milk and bread still languishing in the store. True story!
Oh, and no one talks about the extra condoms slipped into those bags either… But you can only play so many card games and roast so many marshmallows. Am I right?
It’s a particularly bad storm that Damon and Tori find themselves in during Snow Bound. Trapped in her house, snow blocking the roads and no way to reach the outside world, Tori finally has the chance to indulge her wildest fantasies. But she isn’t sure which is more daunting—the abusive boyfriend back to punish her for helping convict him of murder or her desire to have more than one night with the town’s most unavailable bachelor.
The last thing Damon wants is a trip to his bookish neighbor’s house in the midst of the worst snowstorm Cadence, TN, has seen in a decade. Still, his military instincts warn him that Miss Priss could use a little help. His arrival is met with an attack by an unknown assailant and the sight of Miss Priss in a sexy wisp of nothing-much, confidently wielding a double-barreled shotgun.
Snow Bound excerpt:
With a sudden snap, the room went dark.
The transition from softly lit home office to the pitch-black that can only occur living in the back of beyond took a little adjustment for Damon, but before his eyes cleared of squiggles and colored lights, he had his oversized flashlight palmed and on. Like his eyes, he let the rest of his body adjust to the new circumstances, which he’d been anticipating since heavy snow started coming down a couple of hours ago.
Now instead of the croon of Toby Keith, he was left with utter stillness and the sound of the wind rushing against the eaves outside. The kick of his heartbeat after the surprise had automatically slowed, just as he’d done all the years he’d served his country in combat situations that required steady hands and complete focus.
Though a strong snowstorm in the middle of February might not be a big deal for most parts of the country, the southern Tennessee valley was looking at complete and total shutdown for the next few days if they received the five inches the weatherman had been predicting since the day before. People here simply weren’t equipped or experienced with this kind of weather, which led to scary driving scenarios and a mad rush on the local Piggly Wiggly. Luckily Damon had managed to grab enough beer and chips to get him through, despite the little white-haired lady that had stared him down over the last bag of Nacho Cheese Doritos. Like a true Texas gentleman, he’d conceded and settled for Cool Ranch instead.
If you found yourself snowed in with a hot significant other, would you stock up on milk and bread…or something totally different?
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