Today’s Weekend Writing Warriors #8Sunday post is entitled Puppy Love. I’m sharing eight sentences from my untitled contemporary romance. While hibernating the winter in a beach house Josh is being paid to remodel, the former K9 handler is befriended by a service puppy in training. Today’s snippet is from the puppy owner’s point of view.

Broad shoulders molded a black hoodie to perfection as the only other person on the beach jogged toward Tori and Sky. A black beanie with Hurley logo rode low at his brows. The slight limp in his gait seemed out of character for his athletic build. His piercing steel, gray eyes squinted as his gaze fell upon her dog.

Sky’s interest on the wind blown seaweed shifted to the approaching stranger and greeted him with a fearless bark before breaking into a run.

“Heel,” she commanded. At the end of the lead, Sky tumbled head first forming a black fur ball causing Tori to laugh.

The man stopped, his lips curling against a day’s growth of beard revealing a bright grin.

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Today’s Weekend Writing Warriors #8Sunday post is Alone. I’m sharing eight sentences from my untitled contemporary romance about a former military dog handler in search of his dog. Last week Josh and his K9 partner, Luc, had returned from patrol when their encampment was hit by an RPG. The last thing he remembers about that day is being pried loose from his dog.  Weeks later…

The Atlantic’s dark, choppy waves crested in white foam then dipped. Their stormy moments matched Josh’s mood. After testing the deck board under his still slightly numb foot, he mentally calculated an estimate on lumber replacement.

He looked forward to being alone this winter in the beach house he’d been contracted to remodel. Luc, the only being who understood him was lost in military bureaucracy. Taking the outside stairs down, he then headed over the dune for the beach.

He’d worked up to a slight jog in the few days he’d been on the Outer Banks of North Carolina, today the packed sand held his weight giving him a steadier gait. He zipped up his hoodie and pulled his beanie down over his ears against the biting breeze.

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