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In Pieces #38 (10.1) by Julie Lynn Hayes
The warmth of Ben’s body against his was soothing. Ryan couldn’t remember the last time he’d slept so well. After they’d made love, he’d fallen asleep, wrapped around Ben. Even now, he was reluctant to open his eyes, start a new day—he wanted their first night to last forever… or at least as long as possible.
He felt soft lips touch his own, eliciting a smile at the thought of Ben.
“Morning, sleepyhead,” Ben whispered, then kissed him again. “I forgot how adorable you look when you’re sleeping.”
Adrift: Chapter 25 by J. Alan Veerkamp
At a cautious pace, he led them through the container maze and out of the bay. Emerging into the hallway didn’t lessen Roku’s disorientation or his wandering gaze.
“Is this a spacecraft?” The timid stammer underscored Roku’s fragile state.
Tales of the Cabin: Part 15 by J Ray Lamb
We had nothing to go on except that perhaps Brady had gone to Arkansas. No word from their Uncle Jake either.
For all intents and purposes, Brady and disappeared. His phone was no longer in service and e-mails returned undeliverable. Jackson and I were nervous wrecks by this time.
Any doubts I had about my feelings for Brady were erased. I was sick with worry that was tinged some threads of anger and understanding. Today’s digital age meant that you had a pressure to be connected all the time and you couldn’t ‘get away’ like you could when I was
Denied: Chapter Sixty-eight by Cia Nordwell
“Interesting. So he is more than just a member of your crew?” Anyas eyed the lack of space between us.
“You already knew that.” Captain’s voice was flat. “Don’t act as if you know nothing about us. I am sure you have been recovering data since the moment our ship came in range.”
“If you believe I have such resources, and hate the Elites so much, why risk coming here? Why put such tempting morsels within my reach?”
I frowned. “I’m not a morsel.” I shivered, disliking the thought and feelings of being consumed, used. There was something strange about
Pete gave him a grin and kissed his cheek.