Here’s a little sneak peek (unedited, so please forgive typos) from the next book in my “Love Slave for Two” series, coming sometime in July. The set-up is that Tyler has taken control of the wheel of the RV despite Tom and Nevvie wanting him NOT to drive. What Tyler doesn’t realize is that while he was in the bathroom, Nevvie and his dad, Andrew, stepped out to grab some groceries.
Tyler lost track of time as he drove. The nice thing about being a writer was he could work while he drove, using the time to plot out his next book in his head. Which was a lot more work than he’d done in reality.
The idea he’d gotten in Kansas City hadn’t solved all his problems with the plot. Now if he could just work out the rest of the kinks, maybe he could get the book turned in on time.
When he glanced at the clock on the dash, he realized it’d been thirty minutes since they’d hit the interstate and he had yet to see Nevvie. Usually, she would wait until the kids were engrossed in the movie and then join Tom up front while he drove.
He fought the urge to pout over that. She must be tired. Perhaps she’s napping.He turned down the radio. “Nevvie,” he called out, “I really am feeling a bit peckish. Could I trouble you for a sandwich and a bottle of water?”
He felt his irritation grow when he called for her again, and then a third time and still no response. He was about to really raise the roof when he heard the door to the bedroom open. Thomas stumbled out, holding on to the galley counter as he made his way up front where he finally dropped into the passenger seat. He looked like he’d just woke up. His hair was disheveled.
“Ty, what in hell are you hollering about out here?”
“Well, I’ve called out for Nevvie to see if I could get a sandwich and she’s ignoring me. Is she really that cross with me over me driving?” Tyler glanced at Thomas and didn’t understand the odd look on his face. “Thomas, what’s wrong?”
He did look a bit more awake now. “Ty, I’m gonna ask you what might seem to be a really stupid question, but I want an answer anyway, okay?”
“Of course, love. What is it?”
Thomas arched an eyebrow. “Where the hell are Nevvie and Dad?”
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