Archive for March, 2025

Yesterday, I went into work at Thrasher Development to talk to Uncle Joey about one of his colleagues. This man had done Uncle Joey a big favor, and now Uncle Joey owed him. Since it was usually the other way around, it made me a little nervous, especially because it probably meant that I would be using my mind reading skills to make it happen.

I got to the office and found Jackie standing over a box with a big grin on her face. She glanced at me and her smile got even bigger. “Guess what’s in the box!! My newest book!!”

Good thing I didn’t say it before she did, since I’d already picked it up from her mind. “That’s great!”

She snagged a book from the box and held it up. “The Hitman and the Psychic!! Isn’t that the cutest cover?”

I nodded, taking in the illustrated cover of a woman with long blond hair, flying off the back of a motorcycle. She was barely hanging onto the guy as he sped along a blue road through the clouds. Wait… was that a frown on her face? And those pink clouds… they almost looked like an explosion. “Yeah. That’s really cute!”

“Isn’t it? And guess what? It’s the one I’ve been writing about you and Ramos!!”

I nodded, but my heart rate spiked. I knew she’d been writing a book based on us, but I couldn’t help worrying about how close it would actually get.

She noticed my alarm and went on to explain. “Don’t worry… it’s not exactly you and Ramos… I mean, the characters in the book are based on the two of you… but no one will know. And you’re not married in the book, so the sex is totally fine.” She was thinking she’d changed the names to Stone and Serenity, along with a few other details. Although, if anyone who knew us read it, they’d probably see the similarities. Still, it was different enough that I shouldn’t worry. “And I used my Jocelyn Drake pen name, so it’s all good.”

“Wow. That’s… great. So what’s her psychic ability?”

“She has psychometry, so it’s different from your premonitions. It means that when she touches an object or a person, she gets a reading, or a vision about them.”

“Oh… yeah. That’s way different.” At least Jackie didn’t know I could read minds, or she probably would have put that in there, and my secret would have been exposed to the whole world! What a disaster.

“And I have another surprise. I dedicated it to you!”

“You did? Let me see.”

She held the book open to the dedication page which read: “To Shelby Nichols. You are the inspiration for this book! I hope you love it!”

“Oh, wow!! That’s so sweet! Thank you! I can’t wait to read it.”

“It comes out in two weeks, but I wanted you to have the first copy. Let me just sign it, and it’s all yours!”

“Really? Thanks so much! I’m so excited to read it!” While she signed it, I couldn’t wait to find out how her two characters got together. Was Stone just as sexy and hot as Ramos? I wasn’t sure anyone could live up to him, but I was sure anxious to find out. Plus… I could hardly wait to read the steamy parts. I knew that made me a bad person, but what could I say?

After closing the book, she handed it to me. “There you go.”

“Thanks so much. I’m going to start it as soon as my meeting with Uncle Joey is over.”

“Oh yeah… you’d probably better get down to his office.” She smoothed her brows, so I wouldn’t see her concern, but she was hoping that paying Tony back wouldn’t be too dangerous. On the other hand, it might make a great plot for her next book.

I managed to keep from rolling my eyes. “Hey, did you give Ramos a copy?”

“Not yet. But as soon as the meeting’s over, I will. Do you think he’ll read it?”

“Is his character a bad-ass and sexy as hell?”

She grinned. “Yup.”

I shook my head. “Maybe you’d better not. He might get a big head.”

She snorted. “Right… like he doesn’t already have one.”

“That’s true. Well… I’d better get down there.” I hurried down the hall, making a pit stop in my office to drop off my book and purse. At least now I had something to look forward to.

The meeting wasn’t as bad as I’d thought. Plus, with Ramos helping me out, how could I complain? I didn’t have to meet with Tony for a few days, so I hurried back to my office to start reading the book.

After the first few pages, I was hooked. Still, I decided it was best to read it at the office instead of taking it home. The last thing I needed was for Savannah or Chris to get wind of it. I ended up staying an extra hour, and I only stopped because Ramos came barging into my office. I couldn’t hide that I was reading the book, and he folded his arms with a knowing smile.

“You busy?”

“Yes. Go away.”

He shrugged. “Okay. I guess I’ll go without you.”

I sat up straight. “Go where?”

“Got an errand to run. It’s a beautiful day, so I’m taking the bike. See ya.”

“No! Wait. I’ll come. I mean… I need a break, so this is perfect timing.”

His eyes narrowed. “You sure?”

“Oh, stop it. Of course I’m sure.”

“That’s Jackie’s book, isn’t it. The one about us?”

“Uh… yeah. But you shouldn’t read it.”

His brows rose. “Oh yeah? Why not?”

I shrugged. “It’s a romance novel. You wouldn’t like it. Let’s go.”

He shook his head, thinking that he already had his copy, and he couldn’t wait to dive in. Especially if it made me this nervous. “Nice try.”

I rolled my eyes. “I’m not nervous. It’s a great story. And… what can I say? It’s kind of cool. Serenity’s a bad-ass. I wish I was more like her.”

“Hey… you’re a bad-ass too. What about the guy?”

I sent him a smile. “He’s… well… you’ll just have to read it and find out.”

We got back an hour later, and I didn’t have time to read any more, so I’m planning on getting into the office early tomorrow. I’m loving it so far. These characters are a hoot. I’ll be sure and let you know what I think about the book in my next blog post!! Maybe you’ll want to read it, too!

Until then,

Shelby

This afternoon, I had a special lunch with some of my closest girlfriends. We’re all the same age, and we were getting together to celebrate our birthdays for the year. Most of them knew that I got my PI license, and that I’ve worked for the police as well as having clients of my own. But they don’t know that I can read minds. It always makes our get-togethers more interesting for me, but I’m sure they’d hate it if they knew I could hear their thoughts.

Still… I always try to keep my shields up around them, since I’d rather not know their secrets. Besides, most women feel free to share their opinions on just about anything, whether you want to hear it or not.

We always go around the table to tell any news about our families… mostly the accomplishments of our husbands and children, along with all the amazing vacations we’d been on, or were planning. It’s not my favorite part of getting together, because seriously…most days we’re all just doing our best to survive, and I don’t want to hear about their kids sports medals, or how they aced an exam.

Of course, when it comes to me, it’s a little different. They’re usually interested in the types of cases I’ve been working on, and they love the stories of my mishaps… like the one I just told them about getting skunked. Most of the time, they like to hear my stories, but this time, I picked up a hefty dose of skepticism.

That’s when I heard that most of them thought I exaggerated and embellished everything I said. They figured I lied about my experiences because it didn’t make sense that all these things could really happen to one person. It usually didn’t bother me, but this time it hurt my feelings, since they basically thought I was a big liar.

Because of that, I ended my story about getting skunked pretty quick, leaving out all the fun parts about seeing Ramos take off his shirt. I mentioned that he was there, but that was as far as I got before someone else stole the spotlight. A couple of them secretly rolled their eyes and thought no one could ever be as hot as I claimed he was. It kind of bummed me out.

Since I was a bit depressed about the whole thing, it came as a surprise to get a text from Ramos. He said that Uncle Joey needed me to come to his office right away, and wondered if that would work. I responded that I was at lunch with my friends, but I’d happily leave early if he’d come and get me on his bike.

He didn’t respond right away. Then his text came back, saying, Is this for your benefit, or your friend’s benefit? I answered truthfully with a Yes to both. It took another minute before he answered that one, but all he wanted to know was the name and address of the restaurant.

With joy in my heart, I gave him the information. Of course that meant I had to leave my car there, but do you think I cared? He could always bring me back when I was done, right?

I broke it to my friends that I was needed at work, and would have to leave early. They seemed sad enough until I told them that Ramos was coming on his bike to pick me up. I picked up a lot of excitement from them to see if my claims that he was the hottest man on earth were true, although a couple of them asked why I couldn’t just drive my car.

They got shushed pretty quick when the others said they couldn’t wait to see the mystery man that was in so many of my stories. They were also thinking that all my lies about how handsome he was would finally be put to rest, because no one could look that good.

Our table was next to the window, giving them all a perfect view of the street, and I hid a smile. Secretly, I couldn’t wait to see their faces when he pulled up. Hearing the familiar rumble of Ramos’s motorcycle brought a rush of butterflies to my stomach.

As Ramos pulled into a spot right in front of the window, everyone turned to watch him. The girls in the back even stood up to get a better look. Ramos took off his helmet, and brushed his fingers through his hair, and every single one of the women sighed. It was epic.

“Well… I gotta go. See ya next time.”

With their eyes glued to the vision on the other side of the glass, not one of them looked my way. I hurried out to the bike and grinned at Ramos. Still seated on his bike, he raised a brow. “Well… how did I do?”

My smile widened. “Most excellent. Now they believe me.”

He shook his head. “That’s nice. But just so you know, I’m adding this to my tab.”

My brows drew together. “Oh come on… you’re enjoying this too, aren’t you?”

His lips twisted. “I’m used to it… but I could report you to human resources for this.”

I rolled my eyes. “What? Do we even have an HR department?”

He sent me that lop-sided grin of his that always turned my insides to mush, and shook his head. “Why don’t you get on before those ladies in there start drooling.”

I glanced at the restaurant and noticed them all standing at the window. A couple of them even had their hands pressed against the glass. I sent them a quick wave before tugging on my helmet, and settling in behind Ramos on the bike.

Knowing my friends watched while I put my arms around Ramos gave me the biggest thrill I’d had in a long time. As he drove off, my grin didn’t fade, even after Uncle Joey asked me to figure out who had broken into his safe. I knew I could figure it out, and, deep down, I was even grateful they’d done it.

That was probably not nice of me, but what can I say? All’s well that ends well, right?

Until next time!

~Shelby