Summary:\u00a0 While working on her latest story, an author gets a surprise visit.
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\u201cAdam took his customary seat in the blue chair near the staircase after dinner…\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n The writer sat at her computer table, happily clicking away with the latest installment of her WIP, when she heard a slightly familiar voice coming from behind her. Turning, she couldn\u2019t contain a gasp of shock as she saw Joe Cartwright approach. He was wearing his trademark tan shirt and pants, green jacket, and sand colored Stetson.<\/p>\n \u201cI want a word with you,\u201d he demanded, taking his hat off. He looked down for a moment before lifting sad eyes. \u201cI though you were supposed to be a JAM \u2013 what did I do to make you so angry?\u201d<\/p>\n She was stunned; she was having a nervous breakdown, had to be. Standing, she answered, \u201cI was a JAM. I\u2019ve just turned into more of a\u2026MOE, lately. It\u2019s nothing you did. We just\u2026grew apart.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIs that why you\u2019ve been writing love scenes using Adam?\u201d Joe glanced around the room and took in the clutter. There were half finished paintings, books, containers of paint, and paint brushes scattered on every available surface.<\/p>\n \u201cIt was only the once\u2014\u201d she said, interrupted by a derisive snort.<\/p>\n \u201cNo, you only posted one, but I know there\u2019s another one lurking in your computer!\u201d Joe said, pointing at the monitor behind her.<\/p>\n \u201cWho told you?\u201d She said, crossing her arms across her chest and green eyes sparking in annoyance. \u201cAnd you know you\u2019re not supposed to be looking around in the hard drive! You\u2019re supposed to be visiting the Cade ranch since you fell into a depression because of Laura.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhy is it that I have to go off in a fit of depression, and Adam is getting\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019d better not finish that!\u201d The writer warned, looking peeved. \u201cI can easily change Dark Night of the Soul<\/i> so that a tragic accident happens on your way home and permanent damage is done. You\u2019d never have kids.\u201d<\/p>\n She watched as the blood drained from Joe\u2019s face at the implications of that statement. The writer felt a twinge of regret, but it only lasted a moment.<\/p>\n \u201cAll I\u2019m sayin\u2019 is that that he’s not walkin’ right, and I’m not walkin’ right…and it\u2019s for two different reasons,\u201d Joe said, his eyes flashing. \u201cYou thought you could fool me, writing under a different name, too!\u201d<\/p>\n Knowing the situation was getting out hand, she stood there for a moment, wishing her attack cat would make an appearance. She could not believe she was in her project room arguing with Joe Cartwright about his lack of a love life.<\/p>\n \u201cMy secondary penname is a fine name if you knew anything about science fiction.\u201d She said, pinching her lips shut, feeling a throb of pain taking up residence behind her eyes. \u201cSurely someone has written a love scene about you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIf they were, do you think I\u2019d be here?\u201d Joe snapped, slapping his hat against his thigh. \u201cI\u2019ve been beaten, shot, thrown over a cliff\u2014all of which were in the TBC bits you wrote. Plus, there\u2019s the whole Dark Night<\/i> story you\u2019re working on, remember? Not a love scene in sight.\u201d<\/p>\n Stiffening, she looked at the flushed young man standing across from her. She did have to admit, however grudgingly, he did have a point. \u201cLook, if I write a love scene for you in the next few days, do you think you could go back to wherever it is you came from?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat’s this girl look like? She doesn’t have a good personality does she?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat kind of girl do you like? I mean besides breathing, what are the qualities you like?\u201d She asked, exasperated. \u201cBecause, let\u2019s be honest, you can pick some weird ones. I mean, what was with Tirza and the whole rock of love thing?\u201d<\/p>\n Ignoring the jibe, he just flashed a grin and made an hourglass shape with his hands. \u201cI\u2019ve had my eye on this dark haired gal for a while. Her name is Carmelita Juarez\u2014think you can help me with that?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s my fic. I can do what I want, set you up with whomever I want\u2026remember that. You could be stuck with someone like that Grandma Hoad.\u201d<\/p>\n She had to smile at the look of utter horror that took up residence in the expressive eyes. \u201cNot that I would but I could. So, you play nice and I will. Deal?\u201d<\/p>\n Joe stood there for a moment as he tried to decide if the young woman was serious in the offer or not.<\/p>\n \u201cI didn\u2019t think he\u2019d ever go away,\u201d Adam said, resting his hands on her hips to pull her closer for a soft kiss.<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n The End<\/p>\n Author’s Note:\u00a0 As you can see, staying in is starting to get to me.<\/p>\n Tags:\u00a0 <\/strong>Adam Cartwright,\u00a0Humor,\u00a0Joe \/ Little Joe Cartwright<\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Summary:\u00a0 While working on her latest story, an author gets a surprise visit.
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