Hello there! Welcome to another Sunday full o’ snippets! I’ll be sharing again from Steeped in Love, so without further ado, let’s hop to it!
Continuing from where we left off…. (Ethan had just spotted a tiny leaf tattoo behind Addie’s ear)
Why a leaf, though? And what kind of leaf was it, exactly? Maybe she had a green thumb, or perhaps she was a pothead. Hell, he’d smoked a doobie once or twice in his life, but he wasn’t about to advertise it to the world.
“More coffee, Ethan?” Gwen asked.
“Thanks,” he murmured distractedly.
Gwen ducked down until she was in his direct line of sight and whispered, “How’s he doing?”
“Huh?”
“Bachelor number one.” She nodded over her shoulder.
Here’s the blurb:
Addie Mitchell is a pie-on-the-fly entrepreneur who’s finally ready to settle down in the big, empty house her late great-aunt Edna left to her. Frustrated with her lack of success in romance, Addie turns to another gift her great-aunt passed on to her—the art of reading tea leaves—to aid her in her search for the ideal mate.
Novelist Ethan Holtz is having a hard time sinking his teeth into his next project, but he finds Addie fascinating. Mainly for her ability to make her dates disappear in fifteen minutes or less. He can’t help but eavesdrop on her dates in the local coffee shop, his writing haven, and soon finds himself taking pointers on what not to do from her failed suitors.
Though her methods seem nothing short of mad, he falls fast and hard for the pixie-haired pie-pusher. She thinks they’re all wrong for each other, but Ethan teams up with the tea leaves to prove they’re so right.
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Well, my friends, I finally sold my van this past week–a 2004 Ford Freestar named Whipped Cream. Now that Bubba Gump has come into my life, I don’t have room for two vehicles, so I had to let Whips go. It nearly broke my heart, though. He’s been wonderful to me and helped me through three bitterly cold and snowy Ottawa winters, without snow tires, I might add. We’ve been on countless adventures together, and he’s never once complained about the incessant singing. I’m gonna miss you, Whipper Snapper! You be good and make your new owners proud. As for the rest of you, if you haven’t named your vehicle, now is the time. They have feelings too. Enjoy your week ahead! 😀
Award-winning romance author & PE teacher who plays sports, sings, juggles, dances, has a sneaker obsession, & lives on PB! 
Too adorable. The whole premise is delightful. Be well, dear Julie.
Aww, thank you, Charmaine! I’m so, so glad you’re enjoying it! All is well in my world, and I hope the same is true for you. 🙂
Cute premise. With your research, can you read tea leaves now? Do me??
Hee! Not sure I’m as adept as Addie is at reading the leaves, but I’ll give it a shot! 😉
I like how he’s analyzing her tattoo–– wonder if he’ll get the courage to actually ask her. 😉
You’ll just have to wait and see, Amy. 😉 Thank you!
Ha, I’m liking Gwen! Sounds like not much gets past her!
I haven’t named a car since my very first one, a 64-1/2 powder blue Mustang named Bluebelle. Belle for short. God, loved that car. Didn’t let her go until I could see the road through the floorboards. I guess when you have a first love like that, it takes a while to find another that measures up.
I totally get you, but I still firmly believe that every vehicle needs a name. If you’re worried about Belle’s feelings, you can name it after her, like Baby Blue. My first van was a 2002 Ford Windstar named Forrest Gump, then I had Whipped Cream, and now I’ve got Bubba Gump. Bubba is Forrest’s baby in my head. All my vehicles are boys, too….
Carol, I had that car. Only mine was a Cougar (same vintage). When you opened the trunk, you could see the pavement. LOL Hadn’t thought about that car in years.
I’m enjoying the story, always love your ‘voice’. Can’t wait to learn more about the tiny tattoo. Yeah, on the other topic, it’s hard to let go of those special vehicles!
Thanks, Veronica! That means so much to me! I might have cried a bit the day I said goodbye to WC, but I know he’s in good hands. 🙂
Ethan seems like a typical writer – why focus on your project when you can find a million other things to focus on instead? Great excerpt.
Haha, exactly! There’s a little part of all of us inside Ethan. 😉 Thanks, E.D.!
Wow, he went to a strange place pretty quickly. There are a lot of leaves out there, after all–not just the kind some people smoke!
I was going more for the comedic value there, but you’re right. Lots and lots of leaves in the world. 😀 Thanks, Caitlin!
I really enjoy this story. Can’t wait for him to reveal his interest. Will she? Won’t she? Is he doomed to repeat the mistakes of her other dates? Love this.
Aww, thank you so much, Diane! I’m thrilled to hear that! 🙂
Love the thoughts in this guy’s head and yours too! Have a great day and hope your new vehicle is as good to you as the last!