Weekend Writing Warriors #44!

Hiya, folks! Welcome back and happy Sunday to you! Hope all is well in your world. :) I'm sharing a little more from Nutcases today, just in case you haven't had your daily dose of peanut butter. I'm here for you.

Here's the premise: It's the year 2033. Since so many people have developed allergies to peanuts in this century, the government has banned peanuts and all peanut-related products, including (*gasp*) peanut butter. Side note: I think that was the most anyone has ever used the word 'peanut' in a sentence. Well, as you can imagine, Morgan, my heroine, refuses to live in a world without PB. So, with the help of my hero, Clark, they build their own peanut-butter-making machine in the secret basement of her home and begin the business of bootlegging. Also, they share a few pb kisses, etc, etc. 

And here's the excerpt, continuing from where we left off: 

Too busy taking in every flawless detail of his face, she almost missed when he reached for her hand. “Oh.”

His hot palm pressed against hers as they officially became acquainted. “It’s so nice to finally meet you face to face, Morgan.”

God, he had to stop talking. He had to stop saying her name and touching any part of her and being within five feet of her before she melted into oblivion. “Yeah. Same...uh, me too. You, I mean.”

Thanks so much for stopping by and be sure to visit the other Weekend Writing Warriors! 

Well, we're nearing my most favourite day of the year, and I've barely even scratched the surface on my Christmas shopping. I did, however, buy myself a little somethin' somethin', as per tradition. I'm ridiculously easy to shop for. I like that about myself. Toys, games, sporting equipment...you really can't go wrong, particularly if you start in the childrens' section. :D Can't wait to be home with my family. I'm counting down the days. Hope you all have a fabulous week!