Happy Saturday and welcome to My Sexy Saturday! For this hop you post 7 paragraphs or 7 sentences
or 7 words. It can be from a WIP or something published.
For this week, I thought I’d do something from Nighttime Dreams, the second book in
the Nighttime series. And… I am so close to being done with the last book, Nighttime Promises, I can taste it, lol!
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Hop!
Bryan
sat at the table, waiting for the cookies to bake, when he heard a low growl,
quickly smothered, outside the window. He’d heard something very similar, and
not long ago. It wasn’t a sound he’d ever forget. Every hair on his body stood
up, adrenaline spiked, and his heart kicked into high gear. A cold flush spread
though his body. From the corner of his eye, he caught the blurry shape of
something moving under the window. He glanced at the back door and his stomach
cramped. It was unlocked. There was no way he could lock it before the intruder
busted through. And if he was right, and what was out there was what he thought
it was, a wood door wasn’t going to stop it. Plus, the window was open.
Calmly
he stood and reached for the drawer by the stove. His off-duty weapon was
stored there. He grabbed the taser, too. Why was the alien back and sneaking
around his house? If it was the alien that Shawn left with, why not just show
itself? He’d seen it before, so why act like this? He’d seen lights in the
nighttime sky shortly after Shawn left with his alien, but he assumed they were
monitoring the situation, to make sure all was okay before they left. It never
crossed his mind they were watching him.
Why would they be watching him? Another unsettling thought hit Bryan. Had
something bad happened to Shawn? If that was Shawn’s alien, and he wasn’t sure
it was, had it returned to let him know? But that was silly; he couldn’t
communicate with it like Shawn could.
What
the hell was going on?
The
handle on the back door turned slowly. Bryan tried to slow his breathing; he
was sucking air and that wasn’t good. The door eased opened, an inch at a time.
He held his ground as the door opened and he found himself staring at a seven
and half foot alien… again.
It
looked like the one Shawn left with, but he wasn’t sure. Bryan brought the gun
up and the alien quickly put his hands out. It appeared to be doing its best
not to frighten him out of his ever-loving mind. If the alien had slammed the
door open and rushed him, he would have fired on it, no questions asked. In his
experience, only someone up to no good snuck around. But then again, it
couldn’t walk up to the front door, either.
“Stop
right there and don’t make any sudden moves.” Bryan kept the gun leveled at the
alien. “Are you the one Shawn left with? Think he called you Ziang, is that right?”
The
creature nodded his head, his palms out.
