Hello, all! This week’s Teaser Tuesday is a snippet from Darkest Hour Before Dawn, THIRDS Book 9 which is Seb and Hudson's book due out at the end of April! Enjoy!
[Hudson] had a biscuit in each hand, and one between his teeth when he turned and almost ran into someone.
“Shooz me,” he mumbled around a mouthful of chocolatey goodness. A low grumble of a chuckle stilled him, and he looked up, eyes going wide.
“Caught red-handed, Lobito.” Seb peered at him, amusement lighting his eyes. “Does Dex know he’s put the Cookie Monster in charge of his cookies?”
Hudson wrinkled his nose since he couldn’t scoff. I don’t know what you’re talking about.
“I think you need to back away from the table, Dr. Colbourn. Back away slowly,” Seb teased, taking hold of the chocolate biscuit poking out of Hudson’s mouth. Hudson refused to release it, a low growl rising from his throat. This was his tasty treat. Seb tugged at it, and Hudson narrowed his eyes. Was the man seriously attempting to take a delicious morsel of food from him? He knew better.
Seb laughed. He snapped the biscuit, then popped it into his mouth. Hudson gasped around his remaining half of biscuit. The fiend! He cursed at Seb, who waggled his eyebrows as he chewed, then let out a decadent moan.
“That was so good.”
Hudson put his biscuits on the table and removed the one from his mouth to curse at Seb, but Seb snatched the remaining piece from his hand.
“Oh, you bastard!” Hudson made a grab for the biscuit, but Seb raised his arm high above his head. “You give me that back, you thief!”
“Technically, you thieved it first.”
Hudson latched on to Seb’s T-shirt with one hand to hold him in place, while stretching to reach his biscuit, except not even standing on his toes could he reach Seb’s palm.
“Why are you so blasted tall?” Hudson griped.
Seb laughed, throwing an arm around Hudson’s waist, and tucking him at his side to make it even harder.
“I don’t know. Why are you so adorable?”
“Flattery will get you nowhere,” Hudson said with a huff as he pushed at Seb’s arm. “Give me my biscuit!”
“Piss off, Sebastian. It’s a biscuit.”
“It’s a cookie, and there’s a whole tray of them,” Seb said, motioning to the table, as if he didn’t already know Hudson’s reply.
“None of them are my biscuit.” It was ridiculous, but wolf Therians were very particular about what was theirs, and they did not like having their food thieved. Anyone who attempted to take food from his plate did so at their own risk.
“It’s not like I borrowed one of your DVDs and never gave it back.”
Hudson gasped in horror. “Don’t joke about such things.”
Seb threw his head back and laughed. At that moment, Ethan walked by, plucked the biscuit from Seb’s fingers, and tossed it in his mouth. Seb and Hudson protested simultaneously.
Ethan waved a hand cheerfully before returning to the bar.
Hudson pouted miserably. “He ate my biscuit.”
“Half of it,” Seb corrected, patting his stomach. “I ate the other half.”
Hudson folded his arms over his chest and glared up at Seb accusingly. “He gets that from you, you know. Bloody biscuit thieves, the lot of you.”
Copyright © 2017 Charlie Cochet. THIRDS published by Dreamspinner Press.