Okay folks. Here's the second excerpt from "Zane - The McKades of Texas". Hope you enjoy it! Happy reading!
Andi opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling for a long moment, taking in slow deep breaths. Feeling not the least bit tired now, she decided to venture out of her room in search of a glass of water. Attempting to be as quite as she possibly could, she slowly opened the door and headed down the hallway in what she hoped was the direction of the kitchen. Her hand slid lightly along the wall, using it as a guide in this dark unfamiliar house. She froze when her foot had stepped on a creaky board and waited to see if she had woken Norah. When no doors opened, she continued and soon came to an open room; what she assumed was the living area.
The curtainless windows allowed enough light so Andi could easily make her way through the room without running into any furniture. From there she passed through a large dining area and finally into the kitchen. She made her way across the slate floor to the kitchen sink and flipped the switch for the light above it. She glanced around the dimly lit room and thought it was quite charming. The off white cabinets had a rustic appearance to them and the butcher block counter top complimented them very nicely. The pale yellow paint that covered the walls was such a cheerful color and reminded her of summers at the beach with her family. Although it was a happy memory, the thought of her parents brought back other, more emotional memories as well. She pushed her thoughts aside, quietly cleared her throat and began to carefully open the cabinets in search of a glass.
“Aha! There you are,” she whispered when she had found the right cabinet. Standing on her tiptoes, she reached for the glass.
The main kitchen light flicked on overhead and was followed by a man’s voice asking, “What the hell are you doing?”
Andi let out a startled squeal and spun around, dropping the glass on the floor where it shattered into a thousand pieces. Scared beyond belief, she stared at the man as he lowered the baseball bat in his hand to his side.
Oh this is not happening.
“You?” Both Andi and Zane said at the same time. Silence filled the room as the two of them stared each other down.
“I’ll ask you again,” Zane said. “What the hell are you doing?”
“What am I doing?” Andi replied. “What are you doing? Jesus, you just scared the crap out of me!” she said, clutching her chest and taking in a deep breath to calm herself.
“Don’t try to change the subject, princess,” Zane said, taking a step into the kitchen and crossing his arms.
Andi’s heart was beating so fast that it felt like it was going to beat right out of her chest. And she wasn’t quite sure if it was from being startled or the fact that Zane was standing against the doorframe wearing only a pair of navy blue pajama bottoms. She had to give the man credit, even though he irritated her to the point that she wanted to slap him, he did look pretty darn good without his shirt on.
“I was just trying to get a glass of water,” she explained, trying to keep her focus on his face and not his perfectly sculpted upper body.
“So you just break into people’s houses in your underwear and steal glasses of water?” he asked in a sarcastic tone.
Andi, unaware that her nightshirt had ridden up over her bikini bottoms, began to self-consciously tug at the hemline of her shirt attempting to cover herself.
“Your house?” she asked. “I thought this was Norah’s house?” Confusion swam through her mind. What the heck was going on here?
They were momentarily distracted by a set of footsteps running down the hall, and then Luke came bursting into the kitchen wielding a hand gun. Andi let out another startled scream at the sight of the gun, and when Luke realized there was no danger he quickly dropped it to his side. He smiled when he caught site of Andi and lifted his empty hand to comb his hair back.
“What’d you bring a gun for?” Zane asked with a raised eyebrow to Luke.
Luke diverted his eyes from Andi and turned his attention to Zane. “I heard a woman scream,” he explained and shrugged. “What’d you expect me to do?”
Two more sets of footsteps could be heard running down the hallway and seconds later Norah appeared in the kitchen along with an older woman carrying a rifle in her hand.
“For the love of God don’t shoot!” Andi begged when the older woman aimed in her direction.
“Put the rifle down, Mom,” Luke said, reaching out and pushing the barrel of the gun towards the floor.
Linda looked to Andi with a confused expression, then turned her attention to both of her sons. “Would you care to explain yourselves, boys?”