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Wednesday Briefs: September 20, 2017

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Mine! Part Two: Chapter Thirty-seven by Cia Nordwell

His eyes flashed red, and I relished the sight, knowing I’d blooded him. Instinct drove me to run my hands down his back, cupping his cheeks. I rocked my hip and ran my muzzle across his neck and cheeks, marking him with my scent even further. Ritch hummed, pressing back. 

This time was calmer, slower, deeper and more intense as our bond gave me a glimpse into how he felt. I used the link between us to drive him crazy, barely holding on to my own sanity and remembering my purpose. We were so close, but I wanted to be

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Wednesday Briefs: September 13, 2017

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 The Sheriff #29 (8.2) by Julie Lynn Hayes

Roy was glad he didn’t drive a marked police car. He had a sedan he used for police business, and flashing lights he could throw onto the dashboard if he needed them. Most of the time, he drove a pickup in and around Burnham.

That would make keeping an eye on Dustin that much easier. But first he’d have to get out of this uniform, which was a dead giveaway.

They left Harlan’s office with assurances they’d keep him in the loop, and would report back to him as soon as they learned something.

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Wednesday Briefs: September 6, 2017

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Double Trouble: Chapter 114 by Jon Keys

Danny stepped out of the hot gymnasium with his arm intertwined with Rob’s. The evening air was a blast of cold after having spent the last several hours. He felt like a wrung out dish cloth after the dancing. He and Rob had no problem sharing, especially with some of the fast dances they’d been practicing with Trent’s help. His skills had impressed Danny, and he appreciated how easy it had been to recruit him into given them lessons. It had been a rough start, although Trent had been good about keeping everything casual and loose. A few weeks before the prom Danny and Rob were polished enough he invited his sister and Levi to join them.

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Wednesday Briefs: August 30, 2017

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The Sheriff #27 (7.4) by Julie Lynn Hayes

Breakfast at Milly’s Diner was a quiet affair. Dustin thought Roy seemed to be lost in thought. Probably figuring out what the hell to do about Dustin. What little conversation they had was mostly small talk about the weather.  Dustin thought maybe that was discretion on the sheriff’s part, since apparently he was involved in some kind of ongoing investigation regarding Tucker Falls. Who knew?

And when had he stopped thinking of him as the Sheriff and started calling him Roy? Dustin didn’t know, and he decided not to analyze that too closely. He was always reading into things. That’s how he got into the trouble he did. Didn’t need to start anything new, he was already in enough deep shit as it was.

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Wednesday Briefs: August 23, 2017

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Double Trouble: Chapter 112 by Jon Keys
Danny stood in front of the mirror, shifting first one way and then another. His boots had a polish that reflected light across their black surface. He’d spent the better part of an hour cleaning them until they looked new, coating them with ebony polish then working until the final results pleased him. He had put almost as much effort into the jeans he wore. This time Trent rescued him and offered to have Danny’s Wranglers starched. As a result, his jeans were stiff as a board and a professional crease ran down the length of his leg.

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Wednesday Briefs: August 16, 2017

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 The Sheriff #25 (7.2) by Julie Lynn Hayes

Dustin’s desire to hug Roy was just an impulse, but one which he obeyed without giving it any thought. Much the same way he lived most of his life. Act first, think later. He’d been so focused on explaining to Roy what he was doing at his house in the middle of the night that it somehow escaped his notice that the man had answered the door in his birthday suit.

A fact he was growing increasingly aware of now that he had his arms wrapped around him.

Roy’s skin, beneath Dustin’s fingers, was surprisingly soft, and warm. He had an inexplicable desire to run his hands up and down Roy’s back, maybe head a little farther south, squeeze that generous ass.

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Wednesday Briefs: August 9,2017

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Double Trouble: Chapter 112 by Jon Keys
Danny stood in front of the mirror, shifting first one way and then another. His boots had a polish that reflected light across their black surface. He’d spent the better part of an hour cleaning them until they looked new, coating them with ebony polish then working until the final results pleased him. He had put almost as much effort into the jeans he wore. This time Trent rescued him and offered to have Danny’s Wranglers starched. As a result, his jeans were stiff as a board and a professional crease ran down the length of his leg.

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