Monday, May 29, 2017

The One That Got Away Update

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“Damn it,” Bella barked, cradling her wrist. She scowled at the shattered casserole dish that now lay strewn on the floor. Her wrist was still very weak. She’d forgotten that when she went to pick up the cheesy potatoes to put them in the fridge for Christmas Day.

“Are you okay?” Edward asked, running into the kitchen. He was wearing nothing but a towel, holding it at his hip, but had heard the crash of the dish just after he hopped out of the shower.

“I’m fine, but the Pyrex bit the dust,” Bella sighed, massaging her injured wrist.

“Your wrist again?” Edward murmured, wrapping the towel around his waist and maneuvering her wrist tenderly. Bella whimpered when he pushed in a circular motion, and again when he asked her to grip his hand. “Where’s your brace, Bella?”

“Upstairs. I thought I could handle putting this together and into the fridge,” Bella pouted. “Apparently not.” He pulled on her hand and she yelped. “Fuck!”

“Sorry, sweetness,” he frowned. “We may need to call your orthopedic surgeon. Your wrist should be showing more improvement by now. Have you been doing your exercises?” Bella nodded. Edward swiped an icepack from the freezer. “Go upstairs and put on your brace, wrapping it with the icepack. I’m going to clean this up.”

“I can clean up my own mess,” she said petulantly, pouting adorably.

“Bella, please?” Edward pleaded. With a sigh, she carefully stepped over the casserole mess. Edward quickly cleaned it up, tossing the plate and food into the garbage can. He knew he’d have to clean the floor, but that would have to wait until he was dressed and had on shoes. Going back upstairs, he checked on the twins and told them to steer clear of the kitchen. They were too drawn into their television show to even notice the crash downstairs. “Offspring, please respond to what your father has said,” Edward deadpanned, snapping his fingers.

“No kitchen. Got it,” Liam said. “We’re into this, Dad. Go put some clothes on. The towel look is a bit, I don’t know, gross. You’re a dad.”

Rolling his eyes, he left them and checked on Bella. Her wrist was back in its brace, with the ice around it. “Keep that on while I finish my shower, Bella.” She nodded, her eyes red and puffy from crying. He frowned, walking over to her. “What is it, sweetness?”

“I’m just feeling very, very useless,” she said, giving him a watery smile. “I can’t do anything, really, in the kitchen. The one thing I thought I could handle … yeah, didn’t happen. I made a mess and we won’t have any side dish for Christmas Day.”

“Please, don’t stress out. I can whip something up,” he murmured, cupping her face with his hands. “You ice your wrist and I’ll be out in ten minutes.”

“Probably longer. You have to shave,” Bella sniffled, her left hand trailing down his scruffy cheek. “Esme wanted to take a family photograph today. Remember?”

“Crap,” he muttered. “It’s the holidays and I love spending time with our family, but I really want to crawl into bed with you and curl up.” Though, his plans were going to be put into motion today, while opening their one requisite Christmas present after dinner. The rest of their gifts were going to be opened on Christmas Day, but one gift was meant to be opened on Christmas Eve. That present was going to be a combination gift from the twins and himself, with a framed document with adoption papers for the twins, along with the necklace the twins had designed with Guy.


After that, once every had left, Edward was going to get down on one knee and ask that all-important question. He prayed she’d answer yes. 

Bella's engagement ring

Thursday, May 25, 2017

La Musica del Cuore Teaser

The Plains States … the drive is so fucking boring. You see plains of corn, wheat and perhaps, soy. It all looked the fucking same. I was going bat shit crazy with sheer boredom of the damned drive. Added to the boredom was the absolute silence from James and his cray-cray accomplice, Victoria. So, I was as nervous as a whore in church, on top of being bored out of my god damned mind.

“Edward, stop squirming,” Bella said, her head on my lap. She was trying to nap since looking out the window, overlooking the endless plains of grain, made her seasick.

“Sorry, beautiful,” I murmured, picking up my book and trying to focus on the words on the page. Don’t get me wrong, our performances while in America’s Heartland had been fucking awesome! The crowds were receptive, loud and excited and we felt so much better with each show. It was just the hours on the bus, watching the corn grow, was … ugh!

“Edward,” Bella growled, sitting up. Her hair was disheveled and her eyes were bleary. “You are so antsy. What’s up?”

“Nothing! Maybe I’m like you. I’m getting seasick with all of the grain,” I snorted. “Do you want to lie down in the back?”

“Yeah. My pillow won’t move around so much,” Bella deadpanned, swiping her glasses from the table and moving slowly to the rear of the bus. I followed her and she crashed the rest of the ride to Wichita, while I managed to get lost in my novel.

Our performances in Wichita and Kansas City were nothing short of stellar. Kellan was raving at how fantastic we sounded, from our harmonies, to how we looked to the sexy interaction between me and my wife. Now, that’s a total hardship. The way he bounced around, he looked like Tigger from Winnie, The Pooh. It reminded me of our early performances at Eclipse near the campus of Emerson University.

After our show in Kansas City, Kellan wanted to celebrate the string of fantastic performances. “It’s all arranged. We’re going to Mosaic Ultra Lounge,” he said, tugging on his black suit coat. He was dressed impeccably, probably thanks to Alice’s meddling. “We’ve been living like moles. We need to let loose.”

“Agreed,” Jasper said, slinging his arm over Nia’s shoulder.

“After you shower,” Nia snorted, wiggling away from him. “You’re drenched.”

“The air wasn’t working properly,” Bella said, her hair twisted up into some messy bun. “Meet in the lobby in an hour?” Nodding, we went up to our hotel rooms. To save time, Bella and I took a shared shower. She blew dry her hair and tossed it back into a funky, messy bun, with curls surrounding her face. She put on a pair of black shorts with a halter top and strappy sandals. She handed me her ID and some cash. I wore a pair of black jeans and button-down shirt. One of my contacts had ripped during the performance and I needed new ones, so had to wear my glasses.

Down in the lobby, we got into a stretch limo that Kellan had gotten for us. It drove us to the Missouri side of Kansas City, to the chic club, Mosaic. “There’s a VIP room at our disposal. The Pandora team has scoped it out and we’re in the clear.”

“For this VIP room, can anyone get in?” Emmett asked. “Or is it just us?”

“A few local bigwigs will be there, but we’re the guests of honor,” Kellan snorted. “It’ll be fun. Drink, let loose and relax.”

“You think we don’t know how to party?” Jasper scoffed. “We’re rock stars!”

“Be responsible, though. I don’t want to bail anyone out,” Kellan said, rolling his eyes and then, glaring at Emmett.

“I haven’t had a drink since Montreal!” Emmett wailed, holding up his hands. “And I’ve learned my lesson. I don’t want to ruin what I’ve got with you guys. You’re my family. I love you all and I am so appreciative that you are supporting me, especially now.”

“And no funny business in public,” Kellan quipped, winking at Bella and me.

“At the risk of public mortification? Nope, nope, nope,” Bella sang. “Making out and grinding sounds like fun, but yeah … no possibilities of fornication in a crowded club.”


“Damn it,” I laughed. “There goes my plan for tonight.” Bella smacked me, rolling her eyes. “We can imitate fornication on the dance floor.” 

Kansas City, Missouri

Mosaic Nightclub 




Wednesday, May 24, 2017

Shaky Ground Extended Summary

So, I have been winding down my school year. My students are all watching musicals and so I was writing down my plot bunny. It's different from what I imagined, but I think it's turning out to look pretty good.

Clo created this delicious banner with my doctorward ... Dr. Edward Masen ...

Dr. Edward Masen lived a lonely, miserable existence as an emergency room attending at Harborview Medical Center. He ate, breathed and lived for his job. He refused to even think about women. To him, they were only distractions and he didn't trust anyone, except his mother. 

Dr. Isabella Swan just moved to Seattle, after completing her residency in Chicago. She was hired as a pediatrician at Harborview, becoming a pediatric emergency room fellow. She was not looking for a relationship, only focusing on her job. It was hate at first sight for both. Or was it? But, their attraction could not be denied. 

Unfortunately, a natural disaster rattles their lives ... the world was turned upside down when escalating earthquakes plagued the Seattle area. Will they able to survive the danger of being on Shaky Ground

Obviously, I have a lot on my plate, but I will begin writing this. I'm hoping to have the first chapter up by the end of the month of June. It will be set up like The One That Got Away, with short drabble-like chapters. I'm thinking this story will begin posting once I'm done with TOTGA.

Thank you for reading and supporting me! I love you guys so much! :-)


The One That Got Away Teaser

“Damn it,” Bella barked, cradling her wrist. She scowled at the shattered casserole dish that now lay strewn on the floor. Her wrist was still very weak. She’d forgotten that when she went to pick up the cheesy potatoes to put them in the fridge for Christmas Day.

“Are you okay?” Edward asked, running into the kitchen. He was wearing nothing but a towel, holding it at his hip, but had heard the crash of the dish just after he hopped out of the shower.

“I’m fine, but the Pyrex bit the dust,” Bella sighed, massaging her injured wrist.

“Your wrist again?” Edward murmured, wrapping the towel around his waist and maneuvering her wrist tenderly. Bella whimpered when he pushed in a circular motion, and again when he asked her to grip his hand. “Where’s your brace, Bella?”

“Upstairs. I thought I could handle putting this together and into the fridge,” Bella pouted. “Apparently not.” He pulled on her hand and she yelped. “Fuck!”

“Sorry, sweetness,” he frowned. “We may need to call your orthopedic surgeon. Your wrist should be showing more improvement by now. Have you been doing your exercises?” Bella nodded. Edward swiped an icepack from the freezer. “Go upstairs and put on your brace, wrapping it with the icepack. I’m going to clean this up.”

“I can clean up my own mess,” she said petulantly, pouting adorably.

“Bella, please?” Edward pleaded. With a sigh, she carefully stepped over the casserole mess. Edward quickly cleaned it up, tossing the plate and food into the garbage can. He knew he’d have to clean the floor, but that would have to wait until he was dressed and had on shoes. Going back upstairs, he checked on the twins and told them to steer clear of the kitchen. They were too drawn into their television show to even notice the crash downstairs. “Offspring, please respond to what your father has said,” Edward deadpanned, snapping his fingers.

“No kitchen. Got it,” Liam said. “We’re into this, Dad. Go put some clothes on. The towel look is a bit, I don’t know, gross. You’re a dad.”

Rolling his eyes, he left them and checked on Bella. Her wrist was back in its brace, with the ice around it. “Keep that on while I finish my shower, Bella.” She nodded, her eyes red and puffy from crying. He frowned, walking over to her. “What is it, sweetness?”

“I’m just feeling very, very useless,” she said, giving him a watery smile. “I can’t do anything, really, in the kitchen. The one thing I thought I could handle … yeah, didn’t happen. I made a mess and we won’t have any side dish for Christmas Day.”

“Please, don’t stress out. I can whip something up,” he murmured, cupping her face with his hands. “You ice your wrist and I’ll be out in ten minutes.”

“Probably longer. You have to shave,” Bella sniffled, her left hand trailing down his scruffy cheek. “Esme wanted to take a family photograph today. Remember?”


“Crap,” he muttered. “It’s the holidays and I love spending time with our family, but I really want to crawl into bed with you and curl up.” Though, his plans were going to be put into motion today, while opening their one requisite Christmas present after dinner. The rest of their gifts were going to be opened on Christmas Day, but one gift was meant to be opened on Christmas Eve. That present was going to be a combination gift from the twins and himself, with a framed document with adoption papers for the twins, along with the necklace the twins had designed with Guy. 

Tuesday, May 23, 2017

Married to the Mob Teaser

“Boss, you’re going to bite off your thumb. Stop doing that,” Jasper snorted, tugging my finger out of my mouth. I’d been nibbling on the nail, anxious to see Bella. I’d driven to my parents’ house after making a very important purchase and received an angry text from my mother.

Rose has crossed the line … she may need to be reminded how to behave. ‘The Boss’ needs to have a discussion with her. Not. Emmett. ~ Mom

I responded to her. What happened? I need to know the facts before I go all ‘mafia’ on her ass ~ E.C.

Mom sent me a diatribe about how she disrespected me in front of Bella and Alice. I replied to her saying that I’d have a conversation with her and that she needed to know that she wasn’t in charge. She would be reminded of her place in this family. “Boss? You’re growling.”

“Is Emmett here?” I asked, looking over at him.

“I believe so,” Jasper answered. “I think he’s reading or working on the patio.”

“Thanks, Jas,” I nodded, getting up from the couch and walking through my parents’ large mansion overlooking Lake Michigan. Emmett was working, typing on his laptop and reading files that were strewn on the table. “Emmett, can we talk?”

“Sure, Ed,” he said, closing his laptop and placing it on top of the files. “That night club, Bound and Gagged, sounds intriguing. They’re breaking ground this week. How did you manage to the plans approved so quickly?”

“I was motivated,” I chuckled. “If things work out, the club will be up and ready to go by Valentine’s Day. The owner said we’re VIPs and would get all of the perks, therein.” I sighed, sitting down across from him. I handed him my phone. “Read that.”

He skimmed Mom’s text and he grumbled lowly. “I’ll talk to her, Edward,” he said.

“No. You won’t. She disrespected me and disrespected my girlfriend,” I snapped. “She may not have to like me. Hell, I hate her guts, but I respect her because she’s your wife. She will know that if she talks about me like that, there will be consequences.”

“Are you going to kill my wife?” Emmett asked, his eyes wide.

“No, but she needs to know her place, Emmett. I’m going to be the head of this family. Not her. Her opinion doesn’t mean shit to me, but I will be respected,” I said, scrubbing my face. “Rose disrespected Bella, which is … well, it’s not fucking good, Emmett.”

“But, isn’t she just a date?” Emmett questioned, narrowing his eyes. He knew my history and even gave me shit because of my conquests and nightly visits to the Denali sisters. But, I expected that from him. He was my brother. And before he married Rosalie, he was doing the exact same fucking thing. I think he even had a threesome with Tanya and Irina.

Anyhow, I digress …

“No, Emmett. She’s everything,” I responded. “I never thought I’d understand what Mom and Dad feel, what you felt with Rose, what Jasper feels with Alice … I used women. I know that, but Bella? She will be my wife.” I reached into my pocket and tossed him the box which held Bella’s ring. He blew out a low whistle. “She’s different. I know we just met, but she’s my dolce.”

“Don’t go soft, bro,” Emmett said, getting up and handing me the ring. “It’s gorgeous. I’m certain she’ll love it. Small, though?”

“Bella … she’s not impressed by fancy things,” I chuckled. “But, what it lacks in size, it makes up in quality.” It was smaller than I wanted. I would have liked a ring that was ostentatious and bold, but I knew that Bella would not wear it. I wanted the world to know she was mine. This ring, it was gorgeous, but elegant in its simplicity. It was a two-carat cushion cut ring, with smaller round-cut diamonds around it and going down the double shank of the shoulders. I put the ring back into my pocket and walked toward the balcony, overlooking the lake. It was frigid, but with the heaters and lit fire, the patio was comfortable. “Once Rosalie comes back, I’m going to talk to her. You can’t … I need to do this for me and for Bella. I hope you understand.”

“I do, Edward. She did cross a line,” Emmett sighed. “I’m sorry.”

“EMMETT!” came the hyena-like voice of Rosalie. Speak of the devil … “Where the fuck are you? You’ll not believe what your mother did to me!” She teetered out onto the patio, huffing angrily. “She had the nerve to call me out about Edward’s skanky behavior. The guy is walking STI!”


“Emmett,” I hissed, turning to face them. Rose glowered at me, crossing her arms over her ample chest. “I need a word with your wife. Alone.”



Friday, May 19, 2017

The One That Got Away Update

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“Mom, can you curl my hair?” Lucy asked Bella. “I want to look nice for the Christmas program tonight!”

“Let me help you, peanut,” Alice chirped. “I don’t know how your mother is doing with her physical therapy. Can you wield a curling iron yet?”

“That would be a no,” Bella snorted. “Put gel into a squirm’s hair? Yes. Stop moving, little man.” She finished with his hair and pointed to his math homework on the counter.

“I’m hungry, Mom,” Liam whined. “And that chili smells so good. I want some.”

“Patience, son,” Edward snickered, making some pasta to go with his chili mac. It was a family secret and the twins were begging for it before their Christmas program. “Though, I’m not sure about you guys eating chili, filled with beans. You might be noxious with all that gas. My two little fart-monsters.”

“That’s Liam, Daddy,” Lucy giggled as Alice was smoothing her strawberry blonde curls.

“Oh, no, princess. When you were little, you were far more toxic than Liam,” Edward said, arching a brow. Lucy scowled, crossing her arms over her chest. “It’s true. However, as you’ve gotten older, Liam is a bit more vocal with his gas.”
To prove a point, Liam burped.

“GROSS, LEE!” Lucy yelled. “You’re disgusting.”

“Okay, stop poking the bear,” Bella growled. “Liam, say excuse me. That was nasty.”

“Excuse me,” Liam grumbled.

“And Edward, you don’t call a girl toxic,” Bella said, arching a brow at him. “Apologize to your daughter.”

“Sorry, Luce,” Edward said, giving her a sympathetic grin. However, he pulled Bella to his side. He whispered in Bella’s ear. “It was the truth, though. That girl shit through more clothes than God.”


“Doesn’t matter,” she said, twisting his nipple. He yelped. “I’m going to change. Alice, thank you for helping with Lucy’s hair.” 

Thursday, May 18, 2017

The One That Got Away Teaser

“I know you closed on your bungalow in the chief’s neighborhood, but when are you moving?” he asked Alice.

“After Christmas. We’re spending Christmas with my family in Seattle. Then, we’re packing up the truck and making the cross-country trip to Florida, stopping in Austin, to celebrate New Year’s with Jasper’s family,” Alice said. “I’m lucky. I can work from home and with Bella’s schedule, I have flexibility to unpack and set up our house.”

“Bella’s schedule?” Edward asked. “Isn’t she going back to the university?”

“She is, but she’s also going to be flying to and from LA for status checks on the production of Mafia Princess,” Alice explained. “The first one is at the end of February and the next one is just prior to start of filming in late March, while she’s on spring break. I just told Bella this while you were at your meeting with the hospital board this morning. How did that go?”

“I’m so lucky I have Dr. VanDuzor on my side. I’m not losing any time in my fellowship, nor will have to make it up. I am on FMLA and legally, they can’t force me to do that. Jenks, my attorney, fought for me, along with my mentor and boss,” Edward chuckled. “Though, I’m itching to get back in the game. I’ve received a few shifts at the hospital between now and when I go back full-time.”

“Good,” Alice nodded. She looked over to the twins, who were now playing in the family room. Alice skulked over to Edward, wrapping her arms around his. “And what about putting a ring on that girl’s finger?” she hissed. Alice waggled her brows, smirking conspiratorially.

“I have a plan,” Edward laughed. He quickly told Alice about what he was working on with the twins. He’d already found a ring for Bella and it was being made. This weekend, however, while Alice and Bella enjoyed some time a nearby spa with Edward’s mother and Sue, Edward was going to take the twins to choose some mother’s jewelry for Bella, using their birthstones. Alice approved and clapped her hands excitedly.

“When?”

“When what?” Edward asked, taking the pasta and emptying it into a colander before adding it to the chili.


“When are you going to put a ring on it?” Alice queried, smiling impishly.