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I also love to write animals into my stories. Since i don't get to have an actual cat, i love creating them. In my new release, Hearts and Flour, the hero has a 17 year old tomcat named Furtwangler which is the name of the fastest disappearing glacier on the planet. Furtwangler too is skinny as a rail, but full of fun and possessing great ancient cat wisdom. Here is a short scene from Hearts and Flour with Furtwangler.
To Micah Truveen, raw, vegan food is his religion. So when his devoted customers show up with white flour cupcakes, Micah could kill. Then Micah comes home to find his boyfriend, Dharamaram, in bed with someone else. He throws the rat out and agrees to go to his friend’s orgiastic anti-Valentines party where he meets a gorgeous cross-dressing guy who gives him a night to remember.
Southerner Quentin Darby wishes he could stop wearing women’s clothes. He so wants to live up to his grandmother’s glowing opinion of him, he’s never even told her he’s gay. And now there’s Micah who makes him wish he could just be who he is. But Micah finds out that Quentin is the baker responsible for the plague of cupcakes afflicting the community! And Dharmaram adds a little blackmail to the mix. Can two hearts rise above the flour?
Quentin smiled. “Do you mind if I take my shoes off?”
“I’ve got to admit I’m relieved you don’t find those shoes comfortable. They have to be torture.” Micah laughed.
“Yes. Sadly, women suffer horribly for their art.” Quentin slipped off the pumps. Oh yes. Much better. How nice that Micah now looked down on him by a few inches. It made him feel—delicate.
“Well, hello there.” A rail-thin tabby cat rubbed against his legs. “Who have we here?”
“Miss Queen may I present Furtwangler, fur person extraordinaire. But if you’re allergic or anything, I can put him away.”
“Oh my, no. I love fur persons.” That earned him a big smile from Micah. Quentin knelt and scratched the cat under his slim chin. “Will he let me pick him up?” “Try it. He’ll scamper away if he’s not into it.”
He slipped a hand under a very narrow belly and
lifted. The cat turned in his arms and presented his undersides ripe for attention. “Ah, I understand. You’re a belly rub lover.”
“Belly rub slut is more like it. He’ll love you forever.”
“I like him.” Quentin sat on the long blue velour couch and devoted attention to a prime belly rub. The cat purred like a motorboat. “What kind of name is Furtwangler?”
“It’s the most rapidly disappearing glacier in the world. My Furtwangler is seventeen and he was old when I adopted him from my mother, so he was already kind of skinny. Hence, the name.”
“What a great cat. I should get a cat like this.” He smiled up at Micah and the guy’s expression was soft and sweet. Oh my.
Micah pointed toward the kitchen. “Can I get you something to drink?” Quentin gave a little wink. “What have you got that’s organic?”
“I might have some wine. I’ve got tea and some fresh juice I squeezed at noon today. Not first class nutrition, but still good.”
Oh, the boy was so earnest. And so good looking. That lean body, the full lips, that shock of hair that flopped in front of one eye. “The juice sounds wonderful.”
Micah left and Quentin concentrated on the fuzzy belly below him. The cat purred and licked his arm. “I wonder if Mary Beth would like a cat. Bet it would be hard to find one as great as you.”
“Are you seducing my cat?” Micah sat on the couch and handed Quentin a glass of light yellow juice with no ice.
Quentin accepted the glass. “He is quite a grand cat, but I fear it’s not him I want to seduce.”
Micah’s dark eyes gleamed. He set down his juice on the plain wood coffee table. “Oh, that’s nothing to be afraid of.”
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