Welcome to Tuesday Test Day! Each Tuesday, I share a snippet from one of my stories, along with three options. To enter, guess which of the three options the snippet is from.
Post your answer in the comments before Sunday evening at 5 p.m. CT. (You may respond here or on my Facebook page). Each Monday, I will randomly draw a name from all the correct answers and that person will win a $5 Amazon Gift Card. Winners will be announced in the next Tuesday Test Day post.
Last week’s winner is…
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(The correct answer was Haunting at Spook Light Inn)
Which of the below stories is this snippet from?
God. What was wrong with him? He hadn’t been attracted to a woman since Annie. Damn sure not like this. He wished he hadn’t had those drinks this morning. Could she smell it on him? He reached into his shirt pocket, searching for a breath mint but coming up empty. Damn.
She was back in a few moments, but it seemed like hours. “I’m sorry. We don’t have the eighteen-ounce size in Lavender Dream right now. I’ll make some more later in the week if you want to come back.”
He’d asked for Lavender Dream? How manly. No wonder she’d given him an odd look.
He nodded. “I’ll be back. Later in the week.”
She returned his nod but didn’t speak. Her eyes were veiled, as if they held deep secrets. Nick wanted nothing more than to unlock those secrets. And not just whatever information she had about the Tin Man. He wanted to know everything about her. Hell, he just wanted to keep listening to her voice. Wanted to watch her face as she spoke. Inhale her fragrance. She smelled faintly of the smoky outdoors, like a campfire in the winter. She was warm yet cool. She was utterly fascinating.
He blinked rapidly, as if coming out of a trance. Guilt slammed into him with the force of a tidal wave. In the five years since Annie’s death he’d barely looked at another woman, and now he was lusting after a complete stranger? Muttering something in the way of a thank-you, he turned and groped for the front door. He stumbled outside of the shop, not able to breathe freely until he was standing in the fresh air.