Midnight Outbreak (16 page)

Acknolwedgements

My first thank you goes to God who gave me the strength and ability to write this book in exactly one month. “Because He bends down to listen I will pray as long as I have breath.” Psalm 116:2.

My second thank you goes to my husband who might love this story more than I do. You were the brains behind it and I truly appreciate all that you did to help me make Midnight Outbreak real. I love you.

The rest of my thank you’s go to the members of my street team Brandy’s Babes: Mama, Mari, Andrea, Lisa, Kristina, Courtney, Wendy, Erica, Heather, Kimberly, Miracle, Darian, Megan, Jenee, Lou, Vanessa and the two honorary members Lexi and JJ. Thank you for helping me share Midnight Outbreak with the world.

Much love to Mari who is truly a blessing. xoxox

Thank YOU for reading this!

Brandy

Please enjoy this teaser from...

The Blind World

by

M. C. Rohweder

While I wait for Cole, I sit on the porch, my legs curled up beneath me. I have the reading assignment next to me on the stand I never brought back inside after the dinner I had with Cole.

Just when I decide to get a head start, I hear a car pull up. He’s early, I think. But when I look up, I see Caleb’s Audi parked in my driveway. I can’t contain my smile at the sight of him.

As he steps out of his car, wearing the same suit he was wearing the day we met, I slip my feet into my sandals and spring up from my chair to walk over to him. “Hi!” I say, waving a little.

“Sorry to drop by with no notice,” he says, leaning back against the car casually.

I wave off his apology. “It’s fine. How was your day?” I ask.

He shrugs, a smirk appearing on his face. “It was fine,” he says. Then, he lifts up his hand and beckons me toward him with the crook of his index finger.

My smile widens without permission and I move closer to him, stopping about three steps away. Caleb shakes his head, biting his lower lip, and motions for me to come even closer. I do so, stepping right up to him.

Before I can say anything, he slips his arms around my waist and leans down to kiss me solidly on the lips.

I know I said I wanted to wait, but damn! I can’t help but kiss him back, heat coiling low in my belly. Soon, his tongue begs for entrance, swiping along my lower lip. The moment I allow the kiss to deepen, he turns us around, gently pinning me back against his car.

When he pulls away, I sneak in a breath and shake my head. “Come back here,” I mumble, winding my hands around his neck. This time, he presses against me even harder, reaching down to grip my thigh in his hand.

Not even ten seconds later, someone clears their throat behind Caleb.

“Uh, excuse me.” The newcomer’s voice is gruff with barely-concealed annoyance. I know that voice… Cole! I completely forgot because Caleb showed up.

Caleb steps away from me with a pained expression on his face. He angles himself toward Cole, who is holding two plastic bags, one from Tropical Smoothie and the other from Cold Stone Creamery. His backpack is slung over his left shoulder.

As he takes in Caleb’s face, Cole’s eyes widen in an unusual mixture of fear and anger.

“I’ll let you go,” Caleb whispers. He sounds amused, though I don’t know what’s funny about this.

“Okay,” I murmur back. My arm brushes against him as I go to pass him, and he grabs it gently. When I turn back to see what he wants, he ducks his head and presses his lips against mine.

“Until next time,” he whispers against my mouth.