Big announcement! The next Titan novel, which I’ve lovingly called “Bishop’s book” now has a title. No pre-order links anywhere except for iBooks at the moment. Drum roll please………….
Here is the first excerpt from Bishop’s Queen:
Note: Unedited teaser may be subject to change in final copy.
The herbs and books took up half of the space in Ella’s car. Literally. That was how small her car was, and as Bishop stared at the contents of her ride in Titan’s parking lot, he wondered if any one of the guys had ever been in one of these tiny-ass cars. He hadn’t. Forget they were death traps; he wasn’t sure he could fit.
“Alright, muscles. In we go.” She nearly skipped to the driver’s door.
Bishop’s arms crossed his chest. There were some lines that couldn’t be crossed. This was one of them. “No.”
Ella’s nose wrinkled as she dangled her keys on her finger. “Get in. We had a deal.”
“I don’t think I can get in.” He stared at the micro excuse for a vehicle. His arm span could reach both sides, and without a doubt, he could toss the thing. “This thing’s a death trap. You have a better chance of someone smashing you to death on the Beltway than some angry anti-Ella hater finding you and smothering you with wheatgrass.”
Ella rolled her eyes. “Well, no shit, Bishop. No death threats mentioned wheatgrass. Get in the car.”
“I’ll follow behind.”
He dropped his head back, trying to regain composure, and then focused on her. “We can put your car in the bed of my truck.”
She smirked. “Very funny.”
“You can sit in the driver’s seat. Pretend you’re driving, and I’ll just drive us there. Your herbs and books will be fine. Your car will get to where we need to go. Problem solved. Everyone will be happy.”
“You’re being an asshole.”
“There’s no way I can fold myself into that car.”
Her pink lips pursed together, and they matched the irritation in her light blue eyes. “I don’t think I like you very much, Bishop.”
“You don’t have to like me. You don’t even have to thank me. But each breath you get to take, that’s on me. My job is to apparently keep you alive since you’ve pissed off tree huggers to the point that they want to kill you.” He leaned across the hood, throwing his arms out. “In what world does that happen?”
“I’m done. You’re fired. This is ridiculous.” She threw her arms in the air and storming back toward Titan.
“Oh no you don’t.” Bishop hooked her with an arm around her waist as she stomped by. For as short as she was, she hid some muscles under her hippie-hempy flowy clothes. “You’re ten shades of off your rocker if you think I’m losing my dream gig over this.”
“Are you serious?”
She had no idea how serious he was going to get when it came to dealing to keeping his job or figuring out how the woman he once loved had become the living, breathing antithesis of him. “In you go.”
He rounded the tiny car’s hood and opened the driver’s door, deposited her in, semi-ignoring how her lacy white blouse caught with the wind as he let her go. Her hands fought to smooth it in place as he slammed it shut. Cursing every step on the way to the passenger seat, he shook his head. “Someone somewhere is making a YouTube video about this right now.”
Add it to your Goodreads TBR pile here: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/31224099-bishop-s-queen