WIP (Eastyn's POV)
"Don't you need to tune a guitar or kiss a starlet or something?"
Oh hell, why did she go there? Snarky nattering wasn't the conversation she wanted to have with him even if he deserved it. Pettiness had never been her style and she'd made peace with her decision to put Drake Tennyson behind her and move on or at least it had been the plan. However, with the past standing in her kitchen and staring her in the eye, all those feelings of hurt and betrayal bubbled to the surface as if five years had never happened. Her eyes shifted to the worktable and she reached for the flour and then rearranged the other ingredients for the chocolate chip muffins for the third time. The recipe sat to the side with her scribbles and suggestions, but how could she concentrate when Drake stood there, looking all kinds of yummy in his work clothes, and with his dreamy eyes focused on her like she was some morsel he'd like to devour.
"I just want to work," he finally told her with a heavy sigh and this time she noted the forlorn cadence of his voice and she met his gaze.
They stood staring at each other for a split second more before she finally nodded in agreement. She did need a handyman, and if memory served her his hands were pretty talented with a hammer…among other things, her mind was so kind to remind her, making her shift her feet.
(A few more sentences...)
"I'm sure there is a good story there as to why you're sporting your daddy's tool belt instead of touring with your band, but who am I to say anything about you coming home to hide?" Again with the snarky banter and she cringed. It seemed her tongue had a mind of its own.
"I'm not hiding," he said defensively, and his stance stiffened.
Possible Blurb:
Eastyn has her soda shop to run and specialty ice creams to create. Only the place is falling apart, and she may have a haunted jukebox that chooses songs to communicate. If things couldn't get any more complicated, Drake, her ex-fiancé, returns home after five years on the road with his rock band, Never Mind the Damage.
Eastyn vows not to fall for Drake's charms again, but when you have a lifetime of memories with the man, the heart seems not to care about pledges. Her haunted jukebox believes choosing the right song to twirl and dip to is the answer to everything. However, Eastyn isn't convinced. She wants to know if Drake is home for good, or will he break her heart all over again?
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I feel like Drake rather has the snark coming to him.
Yes, he does.
She carries a lot of hurt inside. I hope they’ll be able to work it out.
It is the hope. 🙂
Oh boy. The body language. This conversation is going south. But maybe they’ll stop it before it gets any worse. 🙂 Good writing!
Teresa,
They have a bit of way yet to smooth over the past.
I’m feeling Eastyn’s pain. It stinks when your mouth and your mind are not in sync, and it really shows how hurt and confused she is. Great snippet.
Shari,
Thank you. I’m glad it came through that way. It was what I was shooting for.
Yes, Drake definitely deserves the snark. But, maybe it will get him to say something. Great snippet!
Sounds like he deserves her disdain. But if she does need a handyman, she’d better put him to work before her mouth runs away with her.
Diane,
He does deserve her disdain. But she could use a handyman. I’d say let him get to work.
She’s voicing a lot of pain, probably built up over years. It will be difficult for them to get past it.
Aurora,
It won’t be easy.
I think she’s entitled to snark a bit, considering he just popped back into her life with no notice. Enjoyed the snippet!
Veronica,
She is entitled to a little snark. lol
I hope he braced himself for her anger, which he had to expect. And it could be worse. I assume there are lots of knives and heavy things in that kitchen!
Alexis,
I’m sure he is prepared for her anger.
About the knives and heavy things in the kitchen- you made me chuckle. Yes, it could be worse.
I don’t blame for being snarky, either. He definitely deserves a bit of snark thrown his way. Great snippet!
Julie,
He does and he knows it.
I love how her thoughts don’t match her words. It shows she hasn’t made nearly enough peace with her past as she thinks, and that’s a lovely dynamic. What will come out of her mouth next?
Ed,
Thank you so much. I’m glad you enjoyed the snippet.
He may not be hiding, but he’s hiding something. And she’s so defensive! That’s why the snark defense mechanism is switched on. I hope they get past this and soon!
He’s hiding but there’s more.
It would be hard not to be snarky under the circumstances.
Elaine,
I agree.
Sometimes snark just sneaks out… (And it usually lands me in all kinds of trouble.)
Me, too. lol