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Jonah finds himself in a Nicholas Ryan book.
I woke up from a deep sleep… there was the sound of heavy breathing beside me. Hoarse, harsh breathing. I opened my eyes and turned my head slowly.
Leticia was in the bed beside me – but this wasn’t the Leticia I knew. Half of her face had been torn away, and her eyes were red and wild. Blood seeped onto the sheets and her tongue licked hungrily at dry cracked lips. She reached out for me… but there were fingers missing from her hand, and thick dry blood crusted on her arms.
She snarled – an inhuman sound. A sound that filled me with fear and terror.
I threw the sheets off and ran naked from the bedroom. I had jeans slung over the back of a chair in Leticia’s living room. I tugged them on. Leticia came from the bedroom, staggering and swaying unsteadily. Her clawed fingers swiped at me and I spun away – crashed through the apartment door and into the hallway of her apartment complex.
I ran for the elevator. I thumped the button. I could hear screams of terror coming from the street below. The elevator door slid slowly open. I let out a gasp of relief – and then froze.
Written in blood on the wall of the elevator was a message.
“This is a gift from Jason Luke.”
I stared at the sign, and the blood drained from my face. Jason Luke was also Nicholas Ryan – zombie author. I dropped to my knees. This was some writer’s mad revenge. I bunched my fists and screamed my frustration.
I was going to die, and it was going to be horrible. Jason Luke wanted me dead!
A note from Jason:
Needless to say, this was another scene that was a great joy for me to write.
Schmexy Girls Blog
April, 11th.
Leticia moves back to her hometown... and Jonah goes after her.
Leticia saw me in the doorway, and she froze, poised and tense. There was an air of despondency in her face – a sense of despair and hurt.
“What are you doing here?” she asked softly.
“I came for you,” I said.
Leticia stared at me for long painful seconds. Her hand went to the soft flesh of her throat, her fingers fluttering.
“Why?” she asked, and then her voice became harsher. “Are you starting a harem? Clearly one woman isn’t enough for you.”
I said nothing for a long time – I just stared across the empty space of the room. I nodded slowly. “What you saw, Leticia… what you thought you saw… it wasn’t what it seemed.”
Leticia laughed, but there was no humor in the sound. It was a bitter and disbelieving little hiss. “Jonah, I saw you with that woman!” her voice rose and became suddenly strident. “I saw her in your arms!”
“Yes,” I said, “but you don’t know why. You don’t know who she was or why I was holding her – and you left before I could explain. So I’ve come all the way here to your home town to find you – and to tell you what you really saw.”
Schmexy Girls Blog
April, 11th.
Jonah explains to Leticia what was really meant behind him holding the other woman!
Leticia arched an eyebrow. She was unconvinced. “Jonah, what possible excuse could you have? How in God’s name could you explain to me – and convince me,” Leticia’s tone became threatening, “that holding a beautiful woman in your arms was somehow innocent?”
“It was,” I said softly. I stared into Leticia’s eyes but said no more. The silence drew out. “It was a completely innocent embrace.”
Leticia turned on me and anger flushed her cheeks red. She stood with her legs astride and her fists bunched on her hips. “Jonah!” she exploded. “You had romantic music playing in the background! How stupid do you think I am?”
I shook my head sadly and slowly, then lifted my eyes to hers, and suddenly my gaze became like steel. “I think you’re very stupid,” I said. “So stupid, Leticia that you couldn’t see the obvious.”
The bluster went out of Leticia like a sail that had lost its wind. She glared at me and I could see she was shaking with temper and sudden confusion.
“The woman is a dance instructor,” I admitted. “She was teaching me how to dance. I wanted to surprise you… a surprise you walked in on and ruined.”
Schmexy Girls Blog
April, 11th.
Leticia feels inadequate when comparing to Caroline, Claire & Sherry.
“Jonah, I’m not like the other women you have told me about…” Leticia wrung her hands together. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, and she looked up at me, acutely uncomfortable and suddenly unsure. “I’m not exotic, and I’m not adventurous. I don’t have their… their sexuality. I’m just a country girl from a small town. I don’t have anything unique to offer you!”
I sat down on the bed close beside Leticia so that I could feel the press of my thigh against hers, and the heat of her body through the denim of her jeans.
For a long time I said nothing. Finally I turned slowly to Leticia and took her hand in mine. “Every woman is different and unique in their own ways, Leticia,” I explained softly. “If you were the same as other women I had known, you would not be so fascinating. The fact that you are you, is what makes you special.”
I stared into her eyes for a long moment. She made a brave little face and then nodded slowly.
“The truth is, Leticia, that you still don’t really know who you are. Your body – your soul – have never been awoken. Beneath the beauty that I see lurks an amazing, sexy, sensual woman. I know it. My aim is to help you let the woman you are about to become off the leash!”
Schmexy Girls Blog
April, 11th.
Jonah and Leticia in the rain fighting.
“I hate you!” Leticia cried out, and it was as if the sound and the pain and the agony in her voice reached all the way to heaven, for at that very instant the heavy dark clouds were torn apart by a jagged sheet of lightning, and the sky filled with torrential rain.
Leticia spun away from me and started to run. The park was dark – the night sky black and ominous. Heavy curtains of rain came sweeping across the open ground and the grass turned to mud.
Leticia disappeared. The rain was torrential. She vanished in the hissing grey mist, and I started to run after her. I could hear splashing footsteps and then saw the ethereal shape of her near the park gates. I cried out to her, but the roar of the sudden storm drowned my voice out.
I saw her at last. Standing by the side of the road. She was drenched. Her clothes hung heavy to her body and she was gasping for breath. Her face was a tragic mask, made worse by the pain in her eyes. I stopped, breathing heavy. I held out my hand to her in a silent plea.
Leticia shook her head. “No!” she cried. “No!” And then she turned and ran again, fleeing from me across the road… running blinded by her anger into the path of an oncoming car…
Two Sassy Chicks
April, 11th.
The fan’s husband that asked for advice wants to speak with Jonah again.
The man hovered over the table with an expectant look on his face.
I smiled thinly, and decided I should stop frequenting this coffee shop.
“You come here often?” the man asked. A week ago this same guy had
asked for advice about how to please his wife. I stared up into his face. “Yeah,” I said. “Once too often, apparently.”
The point of my comment sailed over the man’s head. He pulled out a chair and sat down with a sigh. “Can I ask one more question?” there was a desperate plea in his eyes. “Can I ask you how you’re supposed to kiss and touch a woman?”
I stopped stirring my coffee. Set the spoon down with a clatter.
“Pay attention,” I said with a shrug, and then sat forward suddenly. “When a woman kisses and touches a man, she is actually subconsciously showing you how she herself wants to be kissed and touched. So she starts at your neck and kisses down your throat. Then she kisses slowly across your chest before sliding her mouth down towards your abdomen. Pay attention!” I suddenly hissed. “That is how she wants you to kiss her. While you’re laying back wishing she would just hurry up and touch your erection, she is giving you all the signs,” I explained.
The guy looked a little confused. “It’s the same for men,” I said. “When you kiss your wife you probably thrust your tongue into her mouth, then grope between her legs. That’s because you are mirroring the way you actually want her to touch you. Right?”
The guy nodded with slow understanding. “Hey, that’s right!” he admitted. “I kiss and touch in the way I want my wife to kiss and touch me.”
I smiled. “And she kisses and touches you in the way she wishes you would treat her.”
Two Sassy Chicks
April, 11th.
