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Adrift: Chapter 5 by J. Alan Veerkamp
The bartender’s mouth was tight in obvious disappointment. The new man collected his drink, his voice positively gloating. “I think we should find a better corner to sit in.”
He swept an arm around Arad’s waist and ushered him away from the bar. His touch was light without being possessive as if there were no doubt Arad would follow. Arad allowed himself to be led and hazarded a glance back at the bull, who huffed in disgust and went back to his work. Arad would have to do the same.
“I’m Torrins. Since I bought you a drink, I figure you owe me your name.”
“Everett.” My voice was husky, deeper, raspy in a way I’d had to mimic before with targets, but it all came totally natural with him.
“Mmhmm.” Captain put his hand on my face and tilted my chin up so our gazes met. “You scared me. I would really like it if you didn’t do that again.”
“Me too.” Not that I wouldn’t step in front of a weapon in a heartbeat if one was pointed at him.
He brushed my lower lip with his thumb. “Your body is so distracting.” Heat flared in his eyes. “But we don’t have time
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In Pieces #19 (6.3) by Julie Lynn Hayes
When Cameron said they were going somewhere nice for dinner, the man wasn’t kidding. While Ryan wasn’t an expert on trendy places to eat by any means, he certainly knew who Chef Emeril Lagasse was, and to end up in his restaurant on his first night in New Orleans was beyond spectacular. On their arrival, the maître d showed them to a private room where Cameron immediately ordered appetizers for the table— buttery clams stuffed with crab and spicy chorizo, smoky mushrooms filled with harm, angel hair pasta and pecorino cheese, as well as crisp calamari, sticky duck wings, and barbecued shrimp on small rosemary biscuits.
When their server came, Cameron took the liberty of ordering for everyone—Ryan was getting the impression that the man was used to getting his own way— wagyu beef, served with cheesy oniony potatoes, broccoli ala plancha, and housemade
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Raviele
Aaron’s lust for murder brought joy to my cold heart, but I couldn’t allow it to deter me from the work that lay ahead. Apparently, my cock disagreed, throbbing more than it had ever done in years. Amazing the effect my child had on me, but there were plenty tasks to distract me from the discomfort in my groin.
As I returned to my office, many of my workers grinned as I past. They couldn’t believe I’d gotten married in such a small amount of time. In reading their minds, some were jealous while others wondered where I’d found the handsome young man. Little did they know he’d been right here the whole time.
Here Kitty Kitty: Chapter 12.1 by Carol Pedroso
Kitryn woke up warm and comfortable. He frowned. His pillow was softer than he remembered and a different shape. He patted it down trying to even out the stuffing.
“If you keep poking me I’ll start returning the favor.”
Kitryn let out a very unmanly yelp and sat up so fast he nearly fell off the side of the bed. He was only saved by Simon wrapping an arm around his waist to stabilize him.
“Where? How?” Kitryn looked at Simon in confusion.
Simon laughed. “You’re in my room—and bed I might add. You fell asleep
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Tales of the Cabin: Part 2 by Johayan
I’d gotten lucky in that the state had passed a change in the rules regarding the MegaLotto at the beginning of the year. Winners could choose blanket anonymity upon winning a jackpot over a million dollars.
I was kicked back with my feet on coffee table daydreaming of job. I’d taken the day off with a stomach bug. I wasn’t going to give my notice until I had the money in my account and had a good slab of it set aside for my retirement. I had already notified the state of my winning ticket…
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