Finally starting this gig! I love reading the sunday-six of authors I follow and decided before the holidays to start doing it myself. And then…the holidays. Well you know. *sigh*
These sentences are from the in-progress work I call “Parker.” That’s not going to be the title, but damn if I know what the title is as of yet. It’s the next installment in the Guardsmen’verse world I set up in The Protector, but it’s not exactly a sequel. While Alex, Marcus, and even Dr. Goldstein make appearances in this book, it is not about them. It is about Greg, a fan of Guardsmen who is not a Guardsman and the rescued dog he fosters…who might be more than he appears at first!
Greg decided to make quick work of the clean up, just in case Parker’s bladder was not used to such full meals.
He walked back into the living room and stalled. Parker froze where he was levered up haphazardly on the coffee table, his tongue deep into Greg’s coffee mug. Parker’s eyes were wide and scared, but he didn’t move.
“Dog, you do not get coffee! Down!” Greg spoke firmly but did not raise his voice, and pointed at the floor.
Slowly and carefully, Parker moved his front paws off the table and down to the floor.