Hope you’re all having a lovely weekend. Mine has been busy, busy getting m Christmas story all ready to go. I now have a title – Divine Justice – and a shiny new cover. I really hope you like it! It releases this Thursday – and here’s a wee teaser in the meantime! My girl, Holly does love her caffeine fix 😉
Holly bit her lip. “I just don’t want you to be… struggling, because of me. I don’t expect you to get me anything, you know? Just because I’m letting you stay here a few days I honestly don’t want anything in return.”
“I know that.” He laughed suddenly. “Are you always this difficult to give a gift to.”
Her cheeks burned. Probably yes. She remember something her mother had told her a long time ago. Shut up and just say thank you.
“Thank you,” she said softly. “I love it.”
A grin lit up her face. “I guess I better try it out, right? Sooooo many kinds of coffee!”
He laughed again. “I had no idea there were so many in the world.”
“You’ll tell me which one you like?”
“I don’t drink coffee.”
Holly gaped at him. Wow, she’d heard rumours there were people like that but… “I knew there had to be something wrong with you!”
Jeremiah smiled at her. She was pretty adorable when she got excited, even if it was over the strange human drink they all seemed obsessed with.
“I’m sorry to disappoint.” He told her seriously. “It is a bitter draught and I have never acquired the taste for it.”
Give him a nice cup of ambrosia any day but that wasn’t something he could tell the little human. She grinned at him and he saw the light of challenge spark in her eyes.
“I think you just haven’t found the right combination yet. Trust me, I’ll find it.”
He grinned at her. It was strange that she made him smile. So few things did lately. He hadn’t laughed with another person in years, maybe decades. Possibly even centuries if he thought too hard about it. Which maybe wasn’t a good idea. She made him want to smile though. Her genuine delight in the smallest of things, her concern for other people, her unwillingness to accept anything from anyone. She was easy to… like.
He shook his head and walked back into the living room. He was just here to judge, and for that he needed to remain impartial. Why was it getting harder and harder to keep telling himself that as Holly pottered round the kitchen, made him try a latte, a cappuccino and some strange bitter froth. It was almost worth the assault on his taste buds just to see her reactions. Her wide-eyed enthusiasm and her over-the-top faked disappointment when he didn’t like them.
“Next try!” She told him with a teasing smile.
Take care x