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A quick excerpt of a contemporary romance, Lost in Chesapeake. Kendra and Soren finish their make-up session that they had in her childhood bedroom at her parents’ house. This is what happens next:
They dressed, packed her things, and put the bed back together. When they’d composed themselves, they opened the bedroom door with Soren carrying her suitcase, and walked to the kitchen where they found her mom sitting at the breakfast table sipping coffee. Her father was nowhere to be seen.
“Where’s Dad?” Kendra asked.
“Oh, he left, dear,” her mom answered.
“Where’d he run off to at this hour?”
Her mom set down her mug and blushed. “Anyplace where he couldn’t hear you.” Then, she picked up her mug and continued drinking her coffee.
Kendra and Soren snickered, trying their best to hold in their laughter.
“We’re sorry, Mom,” Kendra offered.
Soren put an arm around Kendra and hugged her close.
“It’s all right dear, but your father may be traumatized for the rest of his life.” It was the way she delivered her lines, deadpan, that made them lose it. Kendra laughed first, bending at the waist, holding her stomach. Soren, seeing her in stitches, laughed heartily.
“I don’t see what’s so funny,” her mom said, watching them with her face scrunched up. “It’s a natural act. Your father and I have done it before, too, so it’s not like we don’t know about sex, Kendra. For heaven’s sake.” She stood and rinsed her mug in the sink.
“Mother!” Kendra sobered and looked aghast.
But Soren continued laughing, now harder than before.
“What?” her mom asked.
“Don’t talk about Daddy like that and you two…sex…” She stopped talking and let her mouth hang open.
Her mother shrugged and dried off the mug. “I’m just sayin’.”
“Mother!” She pushed Soren out of the kitchen. “We have to go, Mom!”
“Okay, dear. Call me when you get home so I know you’re safe. It was nice to see you, Soren, honey.”
He grinned from ear to ear. “Nice to see you too, Mom.”
She pushed him out the front door calling over her shoulder, “Bye! Tell Dad I said goodbye!”
I’ve been searching for my image of Nikolaus Schild and thus far have come up empty handed. In my trilogy, Vampires of the Chesapeake, Nik is the eldest of the three immortals: Kian MacTiernan, Rees Morgan, and Nikolaus Schild. He’s also the cockiest, most creative, rebellious, and chivalrous of the three. When I first envisioned him, I immediately saw the concert violinist, David Garrett; a young, charismatic, talented musician. But finding David’s doppelganger proved difficult and challenging.
Here’s the Gold Standard by which I measured my future image for Nikolaus Schild:
In order to take his place on the final cover in the trilogy and be considered as Nik, the model had to look arrogant, rebellious without being tattooed from head to toe, and these days, that’s difficult to find. I wanted him to have a slightly Nordic appearance and look rugged, not baby-faced. After all, Nik is 1400 years old, he’s seen battle, reigned as a prince over Frankish territories, and survived the psychedelic sixties and seventies! He doesn’t apologize for being a vampire, relishes it, in fact, and tends to say what’s on his mind.
So, here is my newest image for my Nikolaus Schild:
What do you think? Is he Nik?
The Viagra I ordered to reinvigorate your romance scenes should be here before week’s end, and the bottle of Jameson is for our author in case the Viagra doesn’t get here on time.
Nikolaus/MC of Vampires of the Chesapeake