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Here Kitty Kitty: Bonus Chapters #1 by Carol Pedroso
Tristan hesitated as he raised his hand to knock at the door of the place his mother was currently residing in.
Carl wrapped his arms around Tristan from behind. “Come on, my mate. You know she probably knows we are here anyway, don’t you? Her claimed mate is right behind us.”
As if to reinforce Carl’s words the front door swung open and Tristan’s mother stood framed in the doorway.
“Gideon? Are you really here?” Her voice sounded very close to tears and she was frantically looking trying to look around Tristan.
Gideon pushed forward and pulled his mate into his arms.
Super Trooper #15 (3.1) by Julie Lynn Hayes
By the time Chan left, his apartment sparkled. Not that it had been very dirty to begin with. Chan was very fastidious about keeping everything clean and orderly. He was glad to have had no cause for embarrassment when Evan was there. Not that he thought the trooper was paying much attention to the décor, being focused rather intently on Chan at the time.
Cleaning hadn’t taken very long—selecting something appropriate from his wardrobe for tonight had consumed far more of his time. He had waffled longer over what color to select than anything else, and was dissatisfied with everything he found in his closet. He wanted to strike just the right balance. Not too formal and not too casual. Something that made him look good but not overtly seductive. Finally he decided on a pale peach polo shirt and khaki slacks. He laid his choices out on the bed for later, in case he ran late, then dressed quickly to meet his family.
I hastily folded the map and thrust it inside my pocket. Withdrawing my blade, I scanned our surroundings. We were on a trail through tall grass that grew in a waving blanket, broken in patches by large tumbles of stone taller than two or three men high. It was the perfect place for an ambush; there was a million places for someone or something to hide.
Or a whole damn army. “Hsst,” I hissed, catching Tinn’s attention where he lead the group. Those large ears grew rigid, quivering faintly.
Wenn and I brought up the rear, and he chittered something