Crazy Maker

Bella was going to make me fucking crazy. And give me whiplash. I’d be a crazy person with whiplash.

Awesome.

I checked that the door was actually locked because I sure as hell didn’t need James to wander in while I was just in a towel. He’d do it, too, the nutcase. Either he was taking a class on personal boundaries, or I was getting myself a shot gun. Hell, I was thinking about getting a shotgun anyway. I had always liked guns, and even after everything, I still did. I wasn’t obsessed, but I appreciated them. Maybe I could take up hunting. Forks seemed like a good place for it.

Figuring it might be a good idea to get some sleep, I went through the apartment – my apartment – and into the bedroom. I tossed the towel into the hamper and wriggled my ass. I wasn’t sure if I could actually taunt James when he wasn’t present, but what the hell. No way was he ever seeing my naked ass, so this kind of taunting would have to do.

11/25/11

Crazy Maker

2 oz (59 ml) Southern Comfort (100 proof)

2 oz (59 ml) cranberry juice

1 oz (30 ml) orange juice

Juice of 1 wedge lime

Ice

Mixing Instructions:

Mix southern comfort and cranberry juice in a glass. Layer orange juice on the top. Squeeze lime over the top of the drink.

Bartender's guide suggests serving in an old-fashioned glass.

Chapter 7 Teaser #2

“Because you are fucking insane! Get. Out. Now.”

“You’ll miss me when I’m gone,” he told me confidently.

“Not fucking likely,” I said, snorting.

“All right, have it your way, big daddy bunny. But I’m taking the popcorn,” he said, snapping one last photo and walking out quietly.

Thank fucking God.

I covered my face with my hands. Or, rather covered my face with my hand… “James! Get back here and unlock the handcuffs!”

Chapter 7 Teaser

I dreamt about Bella storming into the diner only wearing that little pink cami and the even smaller shorts. That had been some sight. I was still smiling when I stretched and opened my eyes.

What the fuck?

I was...I was…I was having a goddamn nightmare, that was what I was. My right hand was chained to the headboard, and I yanked at the restraint while I turned my head. Handcuffs.

Thunderclap

I pulled the tape off of the last box and viewed the contents inside. Among all of the miscellaneous junk, a medium-sized tin stared back at me. I ran my hand over it reverently, knowing that my brother’s words lay inside.

It had only taken me a day and a half to pack up my things and move them to my apartment. God, I had missed having my own place. While it was nice to be close to my family when things had gone to hell, it was time to be on my own again. Sure, I was going to have to get used to living near James and his crazy ass, as well as the new guy, but those were minor irritations. I was excited to wake up in the mornings and have a Pop Tart for breakfast if I felt like it, instead of getting yelled at that I needed something more nutritious. I loved my mother, but her concern about what I was eating or doing got on my nerves sometimes.

11/11/11

Thunderclap

3/4 oz (22 ml) Blended whiskey

3/4 (22 ml) oz Brandy

3/4 (22 ml) oz Gin

Mixing Instructions:

Shake all ingredients with ice, strain into a cocktail glass, and serve.

Bartender's guide suggests serving in a cocktail glass.

Chapter 6 Teaser #2

“You picked my lock! Are you insane?” I yelled, pushing him again. “Do you have any concept of the word privacy?”

“Indian princess, please,” he said, rolling his eyes. “You and I are like peas and carrots. I can’t have my Jenny sleeping such a gorgeous day away.”

“Whatever, you fruit,” I muttered under my breath.

“You look like you’ve been crying,” James observed, leaning in closer. “Is everything okay?”

Chapter 6 Teaser

Sitting there, on my living room floor, I knew what I had to do. Jake had thought highly of Rusty, going as far as considering him a friend as close as Emmett. For him to feel that way, Rusty had to have been a very special person. It was my job, since Jake was gone, to find him and thank him for being there for my brother. Only question was—how in the hell was I going to find him? Especially if he was also in the attack that had taken Jake’s life?

Edward.