Last night, I was thinking it was Wednesday. It wasn’t. It was Tuesday. So…I set up today’s blog accordingly. *headdesk* Yeah…about that. Today is WEDNESDAY. That means #1lineWed and WORDS. Today’s theme is **WEATHER**. I found this snippet in my files and even though I have no idea which Wolf this is–whether he’s a Nightrider or a Moonstruck alpha, he makes me smile. Eventually, this will make it into a book because… Well, just read it. You’ll discover why. 😉
“Stop!” she shrieked. “I think we pushed too far.”
She glowered and I barely concealed the twitch of my lips, wanting to grin. Hell, I wanted to bust out laughing. She made a humphf sound. Too freaking cute. Unlike her tiny car. I had no idea the thing was so light so yeah, I’d pushed hard. With my Wolf shifter strength that puppy squirted out of the snowbank and straight onto the frozen pond. The ice hadn’t cracked, a miracle in itself.
“So what are you going to do about it?” Hands on hips, chin jutting, eyes blazing and pink in her cheeks that had nothing to do with the cold.
What was I going to do about it? Kiss her, maybe. My wolf liked that idea. I shrugged. “Wait for the spring thaw?”
“That’s not funny.”
I thought it was, but managed not to crack up at her outraged expression.
“Are you laughing at me?”
“No.” Too bad the word came out strangled as I choked back my laughter. I have the worst poker face in the club.
“You are.” She gave me a squinty-eyed glare. The cute was gonna kill me. “This is all your fault.”
“Uh huh.” I pinched the bridge of my nose hoping to hide my lip twitches. “Babe, you’re the one driving a clown car after a blizzard. And in case you haven’t noticed, it’s cold out here.”
She opened her mouth and one word came out. “Kittens.”
“There’s a box of kittens in the back seat.”
“Guess I’m going ice skating.”
Does the weather affect your characters, plot, and story? If you’re a reader, how’s your weather?