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After the previous day's abysmal cooking, I was glad to see I still had the touch. I made a breakfast of scrambled eggs with green onion, bacon, and brown bread with marmalade.

Oh, and tea of course. It's funny, I usually drink a cup of coffee every morning but lately I've been alternating between coffee and tea and it's quite nice. I still can't do more than two caffeinated drinks per day or I feel terrible. All of the Irish people I know seem to drink tea ALL day and well into the evening.

I'm half convinced they're going to kick me out for not drinking anything caffeinated after 2 pm but so far, they haven't come after me yet. Hopefully my luck will hold?

I spent the day working on the next book in my Rules of the Game universe and I'm loving Gabriel and Lance's story.

It's taken me a little while to get back in the groove with my writing while I'm traveling but the past few days have been great and like I said in the previous blog post, the story is really beginning to come together.

Gabriel Theriault is a hot-headed French-Canadian player who has let a promising career as an NHL defenseman go down the toilet. Lance Tate is a coach for the team Gabriel was just traded to, the Evanston Otters.

Here's a little teaser from Changing the Rules:

“It’s been a rough few years but I want to be here,” Gabriel said. “I need this second chance and I’ll do whatever it takes.”

He glanced over at Tate, meeting his gaze. His eyes were very blue. Darker than Noah’s. Still as concerned though.

“Your tests have been consistently clean.”

“I’ve never been into drugs,” Gabriel said shortly. “The thing that’s been fucking up my game is personal, and I don’t want to talk about it but it’s not that. It never has been.”

“I believe you.”

That meant more than it ought to have, coming from a virtual stranger. Even Noah, with all of their years of closeness, had doubted him at times.

Not that Gabriel could blame him. Why wouldn’t people leap to that conclusion when his behavior had been erratic as hell?

“I love the game,” Gabriel said, staring across the nearly empty parking lot. “I really do.”

“Good.” Tate settled a hand on Gabriel’s shoulder, his hand warm, even through Gabriel’s sun-warmed shirt.

“Welcome to the team.”

Want to pre-order it? You can grab it here.

After a hard day of work, I decided to go for a short walk. It was a crisp, cold evening and there was a sliver of moon low in the sky. Absolutely gorgeous. After my walk, I picked up takeout from a restaurant around the corner.

I got Greek salad and garlic chilli prawns. They were so delicious but the only thing missing was good crusty bread to mop up the sauce.

I couldn't resist the tiramisu because I've been craving it for weeks and I'm so glad I got it. It's some of the best tiramisu I've ever eaten.

It took all of my willpower to not eat the whole container! I will definitely be getting more of it before this trip is over.

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