Happy All Saints Day aka All Hallows Day. From which came All Hallows Ever aka…Halloween. Fun fact of the day. Anyway, did everyone survive the ghosties and ghoulies out trick-r-treating? Since it’s now Wedenesday, it’s time for some words. New ones. And fun ones. Because I can be a big ol’ tease, I mentioned the snippet on my FB page on Saturday. There were pictures of Ronan. Y’all should check him out. Anyway, there was a reason I teased the snippet over there. *bwahaha* The #ThursdayThreads prompt from last week is: **”Try not to look so threatening.”** I don’t think this snippet needs a set up. It’s pretty self-explanatory. Also, it won an Honorable Mention last week so yay!

Maura backed up a step then chided herself mentally. Hot shot prosecutor, remember? Yes, yes she was and she refused to let this man intimidate her. Or scare the bejeezus out of the woman she’d come to question. This expedition would likely fail if he terrified her witness. “Worst idea ever,” she muttered. Louder, she said, “Can you do me a favor?”

Ronan stared but didn’t speak, waiting for her to continue. 
Ignoring the foreboding feeling, she sucked it up. “Try not to look so threatening.”

“I don’t look threatening.”

Was he amused? She had seen one corner of his mouth twitch. “You look like a serial killer.”

“But this is my happy face,” he said, completely deadpan.

A gigglesnort erupted and she covered her mouth and nose with her hand. “That’s it, bucko. No more Tommy Lee Jones movies for you.”

This time, there was no doubt that the corners of his mouth curled up and she caught the twinkle in his blue eyes.

He leaned in close and murmured in her ear. “And how are ya gonna keep me from watchin’ ’em? Ya plannin’ on bein’ shackled t’me twenty-four seven?”

And why did that idea send excited shivers through her whole body?  She turned her head just enough to whisper in his ear. “I’d prefer to just see you handcuffed to the bed.”

She stepped back just in time to catch the flash of feral red followed by gold in his eyes. It wasn’t a trick of light. No like she had convinced herself every previous occurence. “What are you?” she asked, not for the first time.

The door jerked open before Ronan answered her. Maura didn’t know whether to be relieved or apprehensive. Ignoring the warring emotions, she turned to face the woman who’d opened the door. She had her ID wallet open but the woman only had eyes for Ronan.

“You’re Ronan O’Connor,” she said.

“I am.”

“Are you here to do something about what happened?”

“I am.”

“Good.” The woman opened the door wider to let them in. She gave Maura the barest once-over. “Cop?” she asked Ronan.

“Better,” he said. “Attorney.”

This scene actually has abou 1,000 more words but 1) that’s a long snippet and 2) it’s gets into spoiler territory. Now, as mentioned in the beginning, y’all who check out my FB page will have seen two pics of Ronan on Saturday, and Maura’s pic on Sunday. And hopefully, you’ll remember that I mentioned keeping his pic in mind when reading this snippet. So, my question is, do you agree with Maura? 😉