Cub
in Blue
By
Morgan K. Wyatt
Heat
level: 4
Publisher:
Secret Cravings Publishing
Release
date: January 21, 2012
What
if all your life consisted of was, work and therapy dates where
middle-aged men talked about their fears in a family-style
restaurant? Would it depress you? Maybe it would even make you long
for something new, even, a little wild? It did Deidre. Call it an
impulse move born of desperation, but she finally caved into Curt, a
policeman who just returned to duty after being wounded in a sting
operation, who wasn’t taking no for an answer.
Going out with
a cop, fourteen years her junior was an irrational thing to do her
friends helpfully pointed out. Meeting Curt for drinks was just the
beginning. Deidre was unsure how to handle her recovering hero, and
her growing affection for the young alpha male. The real question was
would Deidre be able to overcome her doubts and peer pressure to live
the life she always fantasized about having?
Excerpt
Tossing her hair over her
shoulder, she noticed a man staring at her intently. She slipped off
her glasses, thinking it would make her look more attractive. It
might be him. A square set to his shoulders, short military-style
haircut, and he appeared to be walking in a direct line to her. Could
be. She flashed a smile, a calculated smile meant to dazzle with
perfect orthodontic work and promise. He stopped suddenly as if hit
in the solar plexus.
“Deidre?”
Turning slightly, she allowed one
long leg to stretch out and make contact with the floor before
speaking. Falling off the barstool might not make the best first
impression. “Curt?” Dare she hope this toned male with the almost
crew cut was her man.
“Ah, it is you.” Curt
grinned, taking her hand and helping her alight from the barstool.
Nodding in the direction of her glass, he asked, “Is that your
drink?” At her agreement, he picked up the glass and led her to a
table.
Deidre shot a quick glance back
at the bartender who shrugged his shoulders. Probably meant no key
lime pie for her. Oh well, she didn’t come for the pie.
Putting her drink on the booth
table, Curt leaned over and gave her a brief hug and kiss on the
hair. Wow. Surprised, Deidre plopped down on the vinyl seat, causing
it to make an embarrassing hissing noise. “It’s the seat,” she
explained, sorry she said anything once the words came out. Can we
say sophisticated older woman image up in flames?
“I know.” Curt acknowledged
her remark, sliding in opposite her. A server showed up, handed them
menus, and took Curt’s beer order.
The conversational ball was back
to her. Argh. Her mind kept yelling “yummy,” but not a great way
to start a conversation, or was it? “Curt, I couldn’t help
noticing you are even cuter than your photo. Now why is it you like
older women?”
His eyes lit up as he picked up
Deidre’s hand and bestowed a kiss on it. “That’s one of the
reasons I like older women, they cut to the chase, say what they
mean.”
“Oh.” Did she do that? If she
did, it wasn’t intentional.
The server brought Curt his beer
and inquired if they’d like to order anything from the menu. The
deal was you really needed to order food if you wanted to prolong
your time together. Suddenly, she knew she wanted to extend her time.
So far, she’d had more physical contact with Curt in the last four
minutes than all her dates with Kevin combined, and she liked it. A
lot.
The burgers sizzling behind the
swinging doors tantalized her. A burger would be good. Besides,
burgers did not embarrass her as sloppy foods like ribs or tricky
foods like crab legs that tended to shoot across the table in the
cracking. Curt followed her lead. What were they talking about again?
Oh yeah, how well Curt filled out his clothes.
Curt took a drink and let his
free hand cover hers on the table. “I also like the fact that older
women know who they are. They aren’t constantly trying out new
images like Lady Gaga.”
Deidre smiled at the idea of
trying new images. She did that a long, long time ago. For a while,
she thought dating would give her a chance to be someone new, but she
found the stress of dating didn't play well with being a completely
new person. She could barely remember details about her date. Forget
re-inventing herself.
About the Author:
Morgan
as a child had to suffer through movies with clueless heroines
rescued by smart men. Her mother dutifully read her stories where
princesses waited for princes to jumpstart their lives. There were no
proactive female role models in the media at that time, with the
exception of Wonder Woman. It is for this reason, and that it is fun,
Morgan writes about strong women going after what they want, which is
often a delectable cub. Those who wonder if the cougar tales have any
reality to them should remember that writers often put themselves
into every story they pen, even if it is a secondary character.
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