All I Want for Christmas will be released on December 18th by Torquere Press. Here`s a blurb as well as a wee excerpt.
Alex Dawson never intended to spend Christmas in the snowbound log cabin of handsome wildlife artist, Cooper Reynolds. See, it all started when Alexander`s cat, Mister Tibbets, did a bit of online holiday shopping . . .
It was close to nine when my key slid into the lock on my apartment door. I cracked the door slightly, then slithered inside. Closing the door with my ass, I squinted into the semi-darkness of my tiny little flat.
"Tibbets," I called in that universal cat-calling style. "Oh Mr. Tibbets, Daddy's home with nom-nom for you," I added in a sing-song voice. I took a step. Something squished under my shoe. I paused, squeezing my eyes tightly shut. "Shit," I sighed. And yes, it was. I knew he'd be mad. Leaning on the wall I removed the fouled loafer and tip-toed forward as if I were crossing a field riddled with land mines. Locating the lamp on the end table, I flooded the living room with illumination. Then wished I hadn't.
There, spread out across my sofa on his back in a death pose, was Mr. Tibbets. All fifteen pounds of ugly-ass, gray cat. His crooked tail hung off the side of the couch. His shredded ear was droopy, as was his good ear. A weak sort of dying noise escaped the poor, starving feline.
"Tibbets, why did you shit on the floor?" I demanded. He opened one yellow eye slowly, as if he were barely clinging to life. A weak meow escaped him. "Oh, spare me the theatrics! I know you shit there on purpose!"
I hope you enjoyed your peek at my next upcoming release. Thank you all so much for your continued support. *hugs*