BEST OF TUESDAY TALES - 13 WRITERS PICK THE BEST OF THEIR POSTS

Welcome! This being the Thanksgiving week, we are trying something new, giving our writers a week off! So we've asked everyone to post one of their favorite posts from the past. This is our BEST OF TUESDAY TALES, as selected by our writers. We hope you enjoy these stories. Happy Thanksgiving! Click on the writer's name to go to their blog. Thanks for coming.
JEAN JOACHIM (Contemporary Romance)
Stolen Moments
"We don't need bathing suits here," Chas said as he ripped his t shirt over his head. Jenny blushed when a wicked grin spread across his face.
TRISHA FAYE (Historical Fiction)

Being such an early riser, now that she hardly slept at night, Bea was surprised to hear noises coming from the kitchen already.

SARAH CASS (Fantasy)
The high pitched whine of a delivery truck’s brakes penetrated the sanctuary of peace I’d built. Heavy footsteps plodded through the snow, a shadowy form growing larger through the intricate frosted glass.
SHERRY GLOAG (Horror)
Jenny  skipped along the street, her pigtails flying, her eyes shining, and a permanent smile on her face.
TRICIA ANDERSEN (Contemporary/Suspense/Romance)
"Hmm," he hummed to himself as he slapped the wood against his palm, breaking free some of the residual dirt that clung to it. "Rough.  Hard.  Dirty." 
DAVEE JONES (Erotic Romance)
“We had the lights off because the toddlers fell asleep on our bed. I wanted my Tammy time before I moved them."
LINDSAY DOWNS (Suspense)
“Don’t worry Ronny, I’ll keep him here,” Martina said, glaring at her husband.
JILLIAN CHANTAL (Contemporary)
“That really wasn’t a very suave line, was it?”
IRIS BLOBEL (Romance)
Then Rose turned slightly towards Nicky and brushed her hair out of her face. “You’re having his baby, aren’t you?”
V. L. LOCEY (M/M, Romantic Comedy)
 “I`m not trying to pry, but is that a spider on your ass?”
MORGAN K. WYATT (Contemporary Romance)
The Inheritance
"Love is a grand adventure, not for the timid, but well worth taking."
TAI VICARI (Fantasy)
No one really hung around after midnight unless they were a drunkard.  She didn't sense any humans, just him and his minion who followed him concealed by the shadows.
STEFAN ELLERY(Sci Fi)
Nate sat in his Adirondack next to the twin of his late wife's chair. He smiled  recalling the touch of her hand on his arm while they were watching the sun rise over the pristine lake.