Welcome back to another edition of Section Sunday!
Today's section is from my curent work-in-progress. It's a full length romantic suspense, which means it's over 250 pages. I actually wrote the rough draft back in the summer of 2011 and only now have I worked out the time to play around with it. I'm already in love with the hero, Cole. The heroine, Amanda, is growing on me too. Hope you like this first peek!
Amanda
Williams' ankle throbbed, her head pounded and she desperately needed a cookie.
For
every mound of snow she shifted to one side of the driveway, it was as if three
more fell back onto her path. But if she had any chance of getting out of this
ridiculous town, she had to keep shoveling.
She
blew her bangs out of her eyes, flexed her frigid fingers around the shovel
handle and pushed the metal into another pile. Last night’s storm had dropped a
foot of snow over the car and every other surface. Thankfully bright sunshine
glanced off the pristine snow this morning. The scent of burning logs from
somewhere close by mingled with the crisp, clean smell of the pine trees
separating her rented home from the only neighbor for miles. Okay, so this
place wasn't so bad...for someone else.
She couldn't stay
here. She didn't feel safe.
She’d
escaped to this remote part of New Hampshire to avoid the coming holidays and
all the festivities that went with it. Amanda had no reason to celebrate
Christmas and she definitely didn’t care that a new year was right around the
corner. All she wanted was to run away.
Run.
Right. Like that would ever happen again. A madman had taken that chance
away with a three-inch blade six months ago.
She
blew out a deep breath and went back to shoveling even with the chill running
ragged over her spine.
A
slow creaking noise seeped into the air.
Amanda
gasped and jerked upright, but quickly gritted her teeth. It wasn't Corling. He
was serving a hefty sentence in jail for trying to kill her. No, the noise
belonged to her neighbor’s front door.
“Morning,”
the man said as he walked toward her. He stood well over six feet tall with
broad shoulders. His dark blond hair fell too long below his ears and he had a
beard. Snow crunched under his construction worker boots. The thick, brown
winter coat he wore created sparks of jealousy rumbling through her cold body.
“Who
are you?” Her fingers flexed around the shovel handle.
“Cole
Alexander.” He held out his hand. “Your neighbor.”
“Not
for long.” She ignored his hand and braced the shovel between them, as if that
alone could protect her. He didn't wear a hat, but in every other aspect he
reminded her of Paul Bunyan.
He
dropped his hand and squinted against the sun behind her. A hint of annoyance
flashed across his handsome features. “Contrary to popular belief I am one of
the good guys.”
She
narrowed her gaze at him. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
He
shook his head. “Nothing. So, you’re renting that cabin?”
“That
was the plan.” She glanced toward her supposed sanctuary.
“You
really should wear gloves to work out here.”
“I
hadn’t planned on shoveling.” The snow that dropped through the night had been
an unwelcome surprise when she woke up.
“If
you need something in town I’d be happy to pick it up. Or you can come with
me.”
Granted
everyone she'd run into in this town had been very kind so far, but she wasn't
about to get into a vehicle with a strange man. Especially not one who looked
as tough as he did. “I don't think so.”
“Are
you sure?” He tossed his thumb over his shoulder. “I’m heading out there now.”
“Thank
you, but I’m not shoveling to get to town. I’m trying to get out of here.”
“So
soon?”
“I
was promised this place would be out of the way.”
“It
is. Town’s three miles away.”
“I
was also told I’d be alone.”
“Well,
I’m not living with you. I’m only next door and our cabins are fifteen yards
apart.”
“Not
good enough.” She shoved the shovel into another random mound of snow. “Look,
it’s nothing personal.”
“Of
course it’s not.”
“I
just...” She stared out across the woods. “This wasn't what I had in mind when
I came up here, that's all.”
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