FIRST MEETINGS–Shelby Daniels Week

Hi. Shelby here again. We’re half-way through the week that Lynn let me blog for her.

I thought about what I should post, and the only thing that came to mind was Gabe. I mean, what sweeter thing to write abolove-5ut than the love of my life, right?

Lynn said I could tell you a “little” about my sweetheart, Gabe. Oh, and I thought I’d share the first time we met. Thought that would be pretty safe and not give away too much of the story.

It’s a rather unique meeting.

But aren’t all they all this crazy?

I was walking to the bridge that I went to every night. You know, to get drunk, or high, or do something stupid, like trapeze walk the railing.

Gosh, I wasn’t too bright, was I?   **Wait, don’t answer that**

Anyway, a demon attacked me. I didn’t realize it at the time, but it had been scoping me out for a little while.

I ran away from the monster, but then it tracked me down again. I thought I was going to die when it grabbed me by the neck. But suddenly a bright light flashed and all went dark for me.

Yeah, I passed out. I know, I was a wimp. Ok, wait, no I wasn’t, anyone would have passed out after seeing that hideous creature.

So, when I woke up, I saw this sweet-looking guy staring down at me.

Yeah, wavy blonde hair, dreamy eyes, sweet body…Gabe, if you’re reading this, don’t blush, it’s true. You’re a cutie. ☺

But, I was so ticked off at the world and scared at what just happened, I totally brushed him off.

Yep. Called him a surfer dude or something.

I was such a jerk to him.

Later that night, when I was pretty much toasted, wasting my time at the bridge, he appeared again. He tried to talk to me, but I was so drunk, I barely said much before I passed out. But I remember insulting him a few times, I think.

Man, if I had been him, I would have said, “This girl’s a loser, I’m outta here.”

But he didn’t.

He stuck with me, showed up a few more times and charmed me with his killer smile and dreamy eyes.

Ok, so it wasn’t quite that easy, but if I give you all the details, Lynn will have my head. You’ll have to read the book…


So, how’d you meet that special someone?



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