Now that Redeemed has been submitted, my goal is to finalize the first draft of Sanctified, book three in the Matawapit Family Series, starring eldest child Jude and family enemy Raven Kabatay. Sanctified was my project for NaNoWriMo (where writers writer 50k+ words in one month during November). So far, I have 60K done. I’ll be finishing the last 30K words. Once the draft is done, it’s edit, edit, and more editing LOL.
The Matawapit Family Series: In the wilds of Northwestern Ontario, the adult children of a domineering Ojibway church deacon find their faiths crumbling and their beliefs faltering when a vengeful former lover, an ex-fiancé out on parole, and a seductive family enemy challenge Emery, Bridget, and Jude in a duel of love, loyalty, and values that threatens to destroy their perfect Catholic lives and family.
Here is Teaser #7 for Redeemed:
They drove south on Brodie Street. The Gator was at the corner of Brodie and Victoria. Adam kept his visor down because of the sunlight penetrating the interior of the truck.
He shouldn’t have interfered with Kyle’s evening. His son came first. But having Kyle staying at Jude’s for the night caused a rush of adrenaline to roar through his veins.
He squeezed his toes to keep himself in check.
“About The Gator…” Bridget pressed her lips together. She tapped one long nail on the steering wheel.
“How’d you do that?” He pointed. Rather sexy.
Bridget lifted her hand. “Do what?”
“Get that gradient look. The red’s darker at your cuticle and goes lighter to the tip.”
“Ask my manicurist. She’s the magician. Not me.”
“They look great.”
Pink crept on to Bridget’s cheeks.
Adam’s lungs expanded against his chest. He shifted to face her, what he’d always done in the past because this beautiful woman deserved a man’s undivided attention. Aw shit, this wasn’t going to work. Even in a full-size cab, he couldn’t maneuver into a good position, but if he angled his knee in Bridget’s direction and set his hand on the console between them, she’d get the hint that what she had to say was important to him.
“I’m worried if Mrs. Dale finds out I’ve been there, she might cause problems. She doesn’t seem to think much of Anishinaabeg.”
“She doesn’t.” Adam swiped at the brim of his hat. “Look, I don’t want you doing anything you’re not comfortable doing.”
Didn’t Bridget understand her feelings meant everything to him? If she wasn’t comfortable, then he wasn’t comfortable.
The pink brightened to red on Bridget cheeks. “I know how the police are. They don’t put much effort into the deaths of our people. I do want to help. She was only sixteen and deserves the truth revealed about her death.”
“Maybe it’ll help if you know what her ol’ man means to me. What you say we do coffee? We can always go another night if you decide you wanna.”
“A harmless cup of coffee.” She’d better not think he was out to score. Damned straight he’d give anything to have Bridget beneath him again, her slim thighs spread, sleek arms draping his shoulders, drawing him against her tits, but if anything happened, she’d make the call, not him.
“Okay. Coffee.” Bridget nodded. “A harmless cup of coffee.”
Adam pulled at the scooped neckline of his t-shirt where sweat was beginning to form.
Want to read more? Stay tuned. I will post other excerpts up until Redeemed‘s release through eXtasy Books. Be sure to check out these other teasers: Teaser 1, Teaser 2, Teaser 3, Teaser 4, Teaser 5, and Teaser 6.