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Silver’s First Christmas – Decorating by Nephy Hart
When the tree was cut down, I didn’t like it. I had to go back to the truck. The sound of the axe on the wood reminded me a little too much of fists on flesh, and snapping bone. I didn’t like it much better when they dragged the tree across the gravel to the truck. If I closed my eyes, I could picture a body. Far in the distant recesses of my mind, a gunshot cracked. So many flashbacks in such a short space of time. I tried really hard to pretend everything was all right, but River knew it wasn’t.
All the way home I struggled to remain present, to stop my mind slipping back into the past, and into the safe place where I used to hide. It exhausted me, and I would have liked to rest, but Ben was so excited about decorating the tree, what could I do?
Evans Woodworking: Chapter 23 by Jim Dunaway
She placed her hand on his arm, which he jerked away from her touch. “Jordan was going to tell you about it this afternoon when he came by. I don’t know all of what went on, so I thought it was best that he tell you everything. You know me; I’d rather the information came straight from the person involved then give you wrong information.”
Slowly his face returned to its normal color. “I’m sorry. I just can’t picture him doing that. He’s so easy-going. I’ve never seen him get riled over anything.”
Innocence & Carnality: Part 23 by Mann Ramblings
Let Me In, Chapter 32 By Carol Pedroso
Cade looked at his mate, spread out on the bed, like a feast, just waiting to be eaten.
Well, he was starving. Before he moved to the bed though, he picked up his phone from the bedside cabinet and held it up so Louis could see him turning it off.
“No interruptions,” he sent firmly. “We ignore everything until you are mine.”
He placed a knee on the bed and slowly he crawled up and over his soon-to-be lover. He could feel the tension rising in Louis and himself as he neared his prone mate.
Ben spent the next day doing all the chores that piled when he was working long hours at the hospital. Most of the time he came in and collapsed on his bed before waking up to face another long shift of chaos. Good thing scrubs were cheap and easy to wash.
Moving Forward #14 (3.7) by Julie Lynn Hayes
“I know what I want, and what I want is you, Lee. Are you going to tell me you don’t want me too?”
“You know I do. You can feel how much I want you, can’t you?”
“Yeah, I can.” Emboldened by Lee’s words, Marshall didn’t wait for Lee to tell him to remove his shorts. He moved back a little on the couch and hastily stripped his pants off then tossed them aside, before turning back to his lover. “Make love to me, Lee,” he pleaded in a voice filled with need. “Make love to me right here. Right now.”