Sticking to the Script, an all-new
standalone in the romantic comedy Cipher Office series, from Stella Weaver is
available now!
Steven
Thompson had a bad year. A string of mean, kinky (the alarming kind, not the
good kind), and crazy dating debacles combined with a boss who appears to be
experiencing male-prenatal-psychosis means Steven’s stress levels are high.
They’re so high, he’s decided to quit dating and focus instead solely on his
job.
Until
he meets Dr. Ken Miles.
Doctor
Ken Miles is having a fantastic year. His hard work is paying off in a big way
. . . professionally. But his social life? Not so much.
Until
he meets Steven Thompson.
Steven
isn’t so sure about Dr. Miles, but Ken is one hundred percent certain about Mr.
Thompson. And even though both men know full well that the key to getting what
you want out of life is hard work, they can’t seem to make them—together—work.
Will
they ever get on the same page? Or just keep sticking to the same old script?
'Sticking to the Script' is a full-length contemporary
romantic comedy, can be read as a standalone, and is book#2 in the Cipher
Office series, Knitting in the City World, Penny Reid Book Universe.
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Excerpt
“He asked you to
a movie?” She blinked, nonplussed.
“Who are we
talking about?” Nico asked, leaning around Elizabeth to look at me. His green
eyes held a mischievous twinkle, no doubt eager to hear a new chapter of farce
and lunacy in Steven’s Big Book of Dating Disasters.
“Ken Miles,” I
replied.
Nico’s twinkle
and dimple disappeared. Whether Elizabeth disliked Ken or not, I was sure Nico
loathed the man. I couldn’t blame him; it was his prerogative to hate men who
used to lust after his wife. He arched one raven eyebrow and asked, “How’d that
come about?”
“Yeah,” Elizabeth
said. “How, Steven?” Her tone was curious, but I thought I detected a little
tinge of disapproval that I didn’t like.
Not wanting to
make an issue of anything, I replied with an easy nonchalance. “I ran into him
at Buzzy’s. We started talking about Mystery
Science Theater 3000—”
“That show’s a
riot,” Nico asserted, reaching for his fritter. “The reboot is pretty good,
too.”
“That’s what I
told DKM.” I took Nico’s lead and grabbed my own heavenly pastry.
“Then, when he
found out the movie was playing at the Music Box,” he asked me if I wanted to
see it. So, we went.” I shrugged.
“There’s a
movie?” Nico asked. “How did I not know this?”
I mumbled around
my fritter bite, “You’re not missing much.”
“Stinker, eh?”
“Little bit.” I
shrugged again. That had been two, overly casual shrugs in just a few seconds
and I worried I was playing it too cool. Elizabeth’s powers of observation
surpassed my own. If I wasn’t careful, she’d have me giving her every last
detail of the evening.
“So,” she broke
in. “Are you thinking this might have been like, you know, a date?” Her brows
were drawn together in concern, her words tentative.
I tilted my head
in stern exasperation. “Puh-leeze. The man didn’t know who McSteamy was. I got
the memo that he’s straight.”
“Who’s McSteamy?”
Nico asked.
I pursed my lips
together, raised my eyebrows and gestured to Nico. “I rest my case.”
Elizabeth
laughed. “I’m sorry, I just didn’t want you getting the wrong idea or anything.
He’s”—she looked at her husband in apology—“he’s very good-looking, and I could
see how asking you to a movie could get your hopes up.”
“Nah,” I waved
dismissively. “I know what’s up. But I think we could hang out,” I volunteered
without thinking. I instantly regretted my slip.
“Good luck with
that,” Nico said with a laugh.
“We had a good
time. He’s kind of funny,” I defended.
“Not possible,”
he declared. Nico was a comedian, and a very successful one at that. He knew
what was funny and wasn’t about to give the odious Dr. Miles any benefit of the
doubt where humor was concerned.
Inexplicable
annoyance spurred me to continue. “I think I might make hanging out with him a
regular thing.”
“I don’t think a
stiff like that knows how to have fun.”
Elizabeth
grimaced at her husband’s uncharacteristic snark, then issued me a sympathetic
smile. “Well, it will be good for Dr. Ken Miles. He’s not the most colorful
person in the city, that’s for sure. Maybe you’ll broaden his horizons.”
About Stella
Weaver
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crafter and family-woman. She’s a native of coastal northern California who now
lives on the Texas Gulf coast. She’s won the much coveted #1 Mom of the Year
Award and has the coffee mug to prove it.
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