I step out of the car and tell Matt to stay in the garage in fear of what could be inside the house. I slowly walk through the door into the kitchen where I quietly open a cabinet with a hidden baseball bat in it. I always keep it in the cabinet for circumstances just like this. I walk through the kitchen and round the corner where I am startled by my pare...
Baby liked to run. The only thing that could stop her momentum was ice cream trucks and men. She takes after her owner, except the last time I stopped for an ice cream truck, I was five and riding my tricycle. As far as men go, I've stopped way too many times to share in the introductory paragraph. Let's just say I've tried every flavor of Popsicle available...
This the second to last chapter, we've jumped ahead in time and while the other stories were written chronologically this one is written in flashbacks. Nevertheless, I hope you enjoy it. If you would be interested... I am considering writing the first chapter again from Owen's perspective (only the first chapter). Let me know if you are into this idea. Artie...
Why can't I stop thinking about Adam? Why is it that whenever my focus strays, thoughts of him become magnetic? If I let myself drift, whole minutes pass by where I'm just envisioning the shape of his lips, or the glint in that thin, simple necklace of his. It's not even the memory of the sex we had that I keep coming back to. Although it was reinvigorating,...
Sorry for the wait! I'm in Italy actually and I've been having some serious Internet issues. I've been getting a lot of complaints about length, so I tried to make this one a little longer. Hope you enjoy! * That bastard! What is he doing? He hasn't made a move all week. It's like he's not even trying to seduce me...not that I want him to seduce me. But...
Chapter Eleven - A Risk Worth Taking "A night to remember," Aidan mumbled to himself as he took the package just delivered by his door, and went inside. He inhaled once and then exhaled. He hoped Heathcliff wasn't in the mood to make fun of him, by sending him something like knee-high socks and pom-poms. At first glance, there seemed to be no pom-poms. Go...
Note: This story contains incest. As my younger brother's best man, I stood next to Gary with a fake smile plastered on my face watching the ceremony as he married his long-time girlfriend, Lana. I was happy for them. Really. She was a great woman and I liked her. I loved my brother and thought that, for the most part, he was a good man who deserved this ha...
On the hottest, steamiest night of the summer in the big city, I almost met my Maker. I was an undercover cop working for the vice squad, about to observe and take part in a drug transaction outside the Frisky Bar, a gay strip joint in a seedy part of town. Moving down the alley closer to the drug buy, I moved out of sight of my partner (a mistake), and pas...
"That was a good game. I've asked you to check the wiring in the Penzance Boulevard guest house, Logan, and I know you have to stay here and work, Brandon. So, Anton and I can go to the clubhouse for a drink and then to clean up and I'll drive him back to Logan's house." It wasn't really a suggestion. Sam Reynard, an inherited-wealth man, was accustomed to...
The closer it gets to 5 PM, the longer I stare at the clock, silently begging for it to move faster. "C'mon, minute hand," I think. "I believe in you." Not that I hate my job. In fact, I love working in IT. Flexible hours, lax office environment, and I have a knack for computers so my job isn't exactly difficult. But I don't get enjoyment out of the typical...