It's weekend, and time for more Rainbow Snippets! The Rainbow Snippets group on Facebook asks its members to share six sentence snippets from their work each weekend. Check out the group's Facebook page to read all the snippets and add lots of great books to your TBR. You'll find all sorts of books with the common thread that the main character identifies as LGBTQ.
Since it's December, I've decided to share some snippets from the closest thing I have to a holiday romance so far. The Merchant's Love is a cozy fall/winter fantasy romance in which a bookish demisexual royal and a bisexual commoner (who is utterly besotted with him from first sight) fall in love over books and baked goods. This snippet is longer than it should be (sorry!), but it seemed so perfect for these two—and chilly nights this time of year—that I had to share it all. Early on in the books, Faelen has arrived unexpectedly at Maxen's house one night.
It's weekend, and time for more Rainbow Snippets! The Rainbow Snippets group on Facebook asks its members to share six sentence snippets from their work each weekend. Check out the group's Facebook page to read all the snippets and add lots of great books to your TBR. You'll find all sorts of books with the common thread that the main character identifies as LGBTQ.
Since it's December, I've decided to share some snippets from the closest thing I have to a holiday romance so far. The Merchant's Love is a cozy fall/winter fantasy romance in which a bookish demisexual royal and a bisexual commoner (who is utterly besotted with him from first sight) fall in love over books and baked goods. This snippet is longer than it should be (sorry!), but it seemed so perfect for these two—and chilly nights this time of year—that I had to share it all. Early on in the books, Faelen has arrived unexpectedly at Maxen's house one night.
“I interrupted your evening. Wine and a book. And...are those cookies?”
Maxen choked back a laugh. He snagged the plate off the table and offered it to Faelen. “Have a cookie. And you didn’t do anything except improve my evening. I like your company.”
Faelen’s cheeks pinked. “Still.”
“So let’s spend an evening in each other’s company with our books.” It might be a mad idea or utterly silly, but it was the best he had. Besides, Faelen fit so well in the picture of his perfect evening.
“What do you mean?”
“Let’s read for a while. We can discuss the book too if you like. And eat cookies.”
“That sounds...wonderful, actually.” Faelen handed Maxen back his copy, keeping his own, and kicked off his shoes.
Somewhat surprised that Faelen hadn’t said—in a polite, kind way— that he had no interest in the idea whatsoever, Maxen slowly resettled himself in the corner of the couch. He couldn’t stretch out again with Faelen next to him, and there was no way he was asking Faelen to move. “Do you want a blanket?”
“Do you have another?”
“I can get one.”
Faelen shook his head before Maxen could move. “We can share.”
Faelen moved closer to Maxen until they were pressed together side by side and laid his head on Maxen’s shoulder. “Is this all right?”
Maxen let out a long breath at Faelen’s hesitant words and forced himself to relax. “It’s fine.”
Perfect. It was perfect.
Maxen choked back a laugh. He snagged the plate off the table and offered it to Faelen. “Have a cookie. And you didn’t do anything except improve my evening. I like your company.”
Faelen’s cheeks pinked. “Still.”
“So let’s spend an evening in each other’s company with our books.” It might be a mad idea or utterly silly, but it was the best he had. Besides, Faelen fit so well in the picture of his perfect evening.
“What do you mean?”
“Let’s read for a while. We can discuss the book too if you like. And eat cookies.”
“That sounds...wonderful, actually.” Faelen handed Maxen back his copy, keeping his own, and kicked off his shoes.
Somewhat surprised that Faelen hadn’t said—in a polite, kind way— that he had no interest in the idea whatsoever, Maxen slowly resettled himself in the corner of the couch. He couldn’t stretch out again with Faelen next to him, and there was no way he was asking Faelen to move. “Do you want a blanket?”
“Do you have another?”
“I can get one.”
Faelen shook his head before Maxen could move. “We can share.”
Faelen moved closer to Maxen until they were pressed together side by side and laid his head on Maxen’s shoulder. “Is this all right?”
Maxen let out a long breath at Faelen’s hesitant words and forced himself to relax. “It’s fine.”
Perfect. It was perfect.
Find more about The Merchant's Love here. Thanks for reading today and I hope you're staying safe and well.
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