I love reading books with a sense of humor. Authors like Susan Elizabeth Phillips and Shelly Laurenston are two auto buys for me and their outrageously funny dialog is a big reason. Humor is a wonderful way to show a character’s full personality. A way to draw the reader in with a laugh. I’m not nearly as funny as the two ladies I name above, but I love to use humor in my books as well. Because if you can’t laugh with your friends about the weird stuff that happens in life, who can you laugh with? So how about a moment from the opening of MAKING CHASE where Tate Murphy laughs with her sister about the absolutely gorgeous Matt Chase…
CHASE BROTHERS: MAKING CHASE by LAUREN DANE
Copyright 2007, Lauren Dane
All rights reserved, Samhain Publishing
Tate Murphy sat in the comfy chair at her station, sipping coffee and looking out the window. It was a Saturday in the very beginning of February. Winter had been cold but spring was beginning to imagine itself. The trees carried buds, heavy with leaves and the air wasn’t quite as chilly as it’d been even a week before.
All in all, a lovely day. Soon to be even lovelier. One leg crossed over the other, foot slowly kicking back and forth, she waited for her morning visual donut. Matt Chase.
Ah, there he was. Hot damn, her body lit up when he pulled his truck into the lot adjacent to the salon. Hopping out, he hefted a duffel bag over one shoulder and loped across the street.
“Good Lord the man looks good enough to eat,” Tate murmured as she took a drink of her coffee. Faded jeans showed off long legs and a nice, trim booty. A hoodie sweatshirt fended off the cold but didn’t stop her from seeing the work-hard body beneath. He was in dire need of a haircut and she had no trouble admitting she’d love to get her fingers in it. A bit shaggy, it curled up just around his ears and touched the back of his collar. A color like burnt sugar.
Although he had on cool-looking sunglasses, she knew the eyes beneath were a light green, fringed with chocolate lashes. Mmm. Mmmm. Mmmm.
“Ah, I see his hotness has arrived.” Anne, co-owner and her next youngest sister, stood next to her, leaning into the chair.
“Kinda makes me want to set a fire,” Tate said, one corner of her mouth lifting.
“Um, I smell something burning already. Your panties perhaps?”
Blushing furiously, she spun, laughing at Anne’s outrageous comment. “I’m gonna light a candle for you. Three.”
Anne joined her in laughter. “You just about raised me, I expect I need all the help I can get.”
“Hey, divas, did I miss him?” Beth, the last owner and next youngest sister after Anne approached to refill everyone’s coffee cup.
“Yeah, he just went inside. But there’s always lunchtime.” Sated for the morning, Tate stood and began to get all her tools in order, making sure her station was stocked and ready for the day.
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