Mid Week Tease - The Navy's Ghost - Facing the Music

Welcome to the Weird, the Wild, & the Wicked for a new year of Mid Week Tease hosted by Sandra Bunino.

Authors: this is a great opportunity to spotlight a few lines or even a paragraph or two from a new release or backlisted title. Readers: you get to sample some delicious snippets! We’ll do our best to tease, titillate and tantalize you into the weekend.

My Mid Week Tease is from my newest release The Navy's Ghost. With Ensign Christiana Brickman in the hospital, both Magic and Retro had to face their feelings. Unfortunately, Magic said it first and Retro is trying to accept it.

Jim “Retro” Waters checked over the report and scanned the page for typos, but he didn’t really see the words. His mind kept drifting back to the medical center and woman who lay in one of the beds. He’d dropped by late one night when his desperation refused to remain dormant. He had to see Chris Brickman without witnesses. After Todd’s declaration, he couldn’t stand the idea of being in the same room when Todd told Chris how he felt.

Even if Jim wanted Chris himself.

“Hey, Retro, I gotta talk to you. Got a minute?” Magic grabbed his keys and ID badge from the desk.

“Yeah, what’s up, Magic?” Jim didn’t really want to talk to Todd, but avoiding the man would be impossible.

“I’m headed over to the medical center to see Ghost. Want to tag along?”

Jim’s gut contracted and he found himself wishing the report held more mistakes than a cheap dime store novel. Unfortunately, it was clean. He opened his mouth to decline, but Magic grabbed his arm and squeezed just a little.

“She’s askin’ for you, Retro.” Todd’s gray eyes held unusual seriousness. “She blames herself for letting the squad down and could use a head slap from you to show her she’s wrong.” He glanced around and lowered his voice. “She needs to see you, Jim.”

Aw, fuck. Retro couldn’t let Ghost blame herself for her wounds any more than he could let a comrade believe he didn’t care. The problem was he cared too much. Chris represented his dream-girl in every way he could want. Well, not every way. He shoved the thought away.

“Yeah, I can stop by. Let me finish up this report and we’ll head out.” Retro scanned the paper again. “How’d she look?”

“Not bad all things considered.” Magic grimaced. “You can tell she hates bein’ immobile.”

“I bet.” Retro signed the report and shoved it in the lt. commander’s box. “At least she’s not talking about bananas or cucumbers. Is she?”

Todd laughed as he led them out to his truck. “No. I doubt she remembers it anyway.”

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