Author Donna K. Weaver Donna K. Weaver has always loved reading and creating stories, thus she’s been ever entertained. An avid cruiser, she’s sailed the Pacific five times. Wife-mother-grandmother-Army veteran-karate black belt-Harry Potter nerd.
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“I heard that laugh.” Sam pointed a finger at him. “What have you been doing? Please don’t tell me you’ve been sitting in that old chair waiting for me.”
“I did read for a while,” Alex confessed before pointing to his screen.
She came to stand behind him and looked at the monitor. “Are you kidding me? Online dating? That’s brilliant. Why didn’t you do this sooner?” She didn’t give him a chance to speak, but pushed him out of his chair and sat in it herself. “Let me help. This will be fun!”
Alex bent over her shoulder to see what she was typing. “Hey, wait a minute.Ripped? Samantha Rosamunde Diederik. Don’t you dare write that. I don’t want to meet some woman and have her find out that everything she thinks she knows about me is a lie.”
“Oh, please, Daddy. You might not be tall, but you have a six-pack. And don’t forget your guns.”
“Your biceps. You are so twentieth century.”
Alex shifted uneasily as she kept typing.