Snippet Sunday: The Here’s an Actual Snippet Edition

I know, I know, I’m calling these posts Sunday Snippets and I’m not always posting snippets. Mostly because I don’t want to give too much of the new series away, particularly since the first one isn’t due to release until early 2022. That’s a long way off! But I also want you to remain interested in River’s Edge and the folks there. So here’s a quick snippet from The Valentine Wager and a couple of pictures of River’s Edge in winter. Enjoy! 

A familiar frisson of excitement tingled through him as he approached the cedar-and-glass building that overlooked the river. It was the same adrenaline high he got when he played a great game of tennis or when he and his brother Max sped their wave runners across the choppy water of the river. The sensation intensified when he saw the Jeep parked at the far end of the lot. She was there.

Slowing the car, he signaled to turn, but suddenly, almost unconsciously, he flipped it off again and passed up the tasting room as Beck’s words came back to him.

Do not go after her. You are a dirty dog when it comes to women.

A mile east of the tasting room, he pulled into one of several scenic overlooks along the road and put the car in Park. Frost gleamed on the shore and in the trees on the other side of the river.

Kitt’s face, her dimpled smile, her blue, blue eyes, and her long dark hair appeared in his brain, the image of her walking the line in the parking lot, her butt swaying enticingly, and those legs. Those incredible long legs—pictures that had been looping in his head since she’d driven away from the traffic stop with a jaunty wave out her window. The clear intelligent look in her eyes and the easy way she put him in his place. He shoved his fingers through his carefully tousled hair. What the heck was the matter with him? He’d never hesitated to go after anything—or anyone—he wanted.

But this was different. She was different, and he was damned if he knew why. He blew out a long breath, put the car in gear, and turned around to head back to the station house. The high…that rush, that thrill he’d felt at the sight of her car had never ever occurred over the possible pursuit of a woman before today.

Maybe because before, he always knew he would win, and with Kitt Boynton, he wasn’t so sure. All he knew for certain was that he wanted to know her…

And here are a couple of lovely February in River’s Edge photos, compliments of Brenda Guess Shropshire. Do they make you wish you were sitting at Mac’s Riverside Diner enjoying some warm French onion soup topped with toasted baguette and melty gruyere cheese? Yeah, me, too.

Stay well, stay safe, and most of all, mes amies, stay grateful!