Here's an excerpt from one of the books I'm working on. Hope you enjoy it.
Glancing
over her right shoulder, she backed onto the street. Right into a very solid
something. The impact snapped her head forward. Instinct jammed her foot on the
brake. She leapt at the falling flowers. Her hands closed around the vase, her
elbow hit the cup holder, and her coffee painted the inside of her car espresso
brown.
As she
lay across the seat with the vase in her hands, coffee dripping from the dash,
she heard a tap on the side window, and looked up to see a policeman standing
beside her car.
By the
time he’d walked around the front, Ellie had grabbed the flowers, jumped out
and was standing beside her car with the vase in her hands and water dripping
down the front of her blouse.
At
least the coffee had missed her. It had only doused most of the interior. She
glanced into the car and thought of the sticky, sweet drink flowing into all
the crevasses of the dash. I really
needed that caffeine.
Her
gaze moved from the mess inside to the man in front of her. She tried to smile,
but her lip just trembled at the sight of this small town policeman wearing a
stern cop expression like he’d been born with it.
When Ellie
looked over her shoulder and saw the rear end of her car, she knew why. She’d
backed into the police cruiser. Less than one hour in town, and she’d become an
enemy of the law. She took a deep breath then let the air out slowly. Maybe
that was blowing things out of proportion.
Turning
back, with every intention of apologizing, Ellie froze. She’d calmed down
enough to look at him again and recognition dawned. The words she’d prepared to
say stuck in her throat and refused to move. Realizing her mouth hung open, she
snapped it shut. Her really-bad-luck day had just become the worst.
Not
only was she in trouble with the law, the law in Unique, Idaho was Damien, the
devil, Quinn.
