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Into the Fire Ch. 05

by Swig on Sep 18, 2017
Interracial Love

Note: This story is the only thing I've written (besides book reports and term papers) so I really appreciate all the good-natured comments and suggestions. The sexy-times won't be coming until Chapter 7, so thank you to those who are hanging in there! And to those who don't, I don't blame y'all. I promise my next story will be better, theoretically. Chapt...

Into the Fire Ch. 10

by Swig on Sep 18, 2017
Romance

"How mad would you be if I dropped out of school?" "Pretty mad, seein' as how it's your last year, and you've only been back six hours." Shane's teasing tone lifted my spirits a little. It was the first day of classes and I was already burned out. Between my econometric and finance courses, two seminars and a senior thesis I was already behind on thanks to...

Into the Fire Ch. 09

by Swig on Sep 18, 2017
Romance

"Shane. You have to stop hovering. I'm fine." "I'm not hovering. I just like hangin' out with you." Three days after the shower incident and things between Shane and I were awkward. When he wasn't asking me if I was okay every five minutes, he was following me from room to room like I was on a suicide watch. I knew he was concerned, and just wanted to he...

Into the Fire Ch. 08

by Swig on Sep 18, 2017
Romance

"I...hate you...so much...right now." I was flat on my back hyperventilating; too exhausted to think, let alone move. "Hey, I wanted to stay home and fuck you all afternoon, this was your idea." Shane looked down on me with an amused smirk. "Now get up. This floor is full of sweat and germs." "Germs are irrelevant, since I'm going to die here." I had foo...

Into the Fire Ch. 03

by Swig on Sep 18, 2017
Interracial Love

Over the next week we fell into a routine of sorts. He'd leave early for his forty-eight hour shift at the firehouse, and when I dragged myself out of bed I'd fire up his laptop to search potential career options or grad schools. That would inevitably lead to me feeling depressed about my mundane future, so I'd shut it down and take a book out to the front p...

Into the Fire Ch. 04

by Swig on Sep 18, 2017
Interracial Love

I awoke early the next morning, my body exhausted from all the tossing and turning I did, which didn't amount to much sleep. As the rising sun started to scatter sunbeams across the room I could do nothing but lie there, staring at the ceiling, replaying last night's events in my mind. Thinking about what Shane said to me on the dance floor made me want to t...

Into the Fire Ch. 01

by Swig on Sep 18, 2017
Interracial Love

Breathe. Breathe. Just keep breathing. I kept repeating the chant in my head amongst the commotion. What is happening? Why are there so many sirens? All this noise is making my head hurt. Oh, God, does my head hurt. Wait, why does my head hurt so badly? "Miss? Miss, can you hear me?" Okay. Keep breathing. Someone is here. Just open your eyes and as...

Into the Fire Ch. 02

by Swig on Sep 18, 2017
Interracial Love

The trees whizzed by in a blur as we drove down the highway. Connecticut in the summertime was usually pretty mild, there wasn't a scorching heat like down South; but the days were pleasant and the nights were cool. I stared out the window of Shane's 4x4 and mentally ran down the list of things that needed to be done. Make sure rent is paid. Notify doorman...

Into the Fire Ch. 06

by Swig on Sep 18, 2017
Interracial Love

Note: Several of you wanted longer posts, so I combined the 6th and 7th chapters. Doing so means it'll probably be a couple weeks before the next installment. Hopefully it'll be worth the wait. Thanks for reading! Chapter 6 I didn't see much of Shane over the next two weeks. He explained that early summer was a very busy time for the station -- barbeque...

Into the Fire Ch. 07

by Swig on Sep 18, 2017
Interracial Love

I've never been much of a morning person, but waking up next to Shane was quickly becoming one of my favorite things in the world. We're still tangled from the night before, arms and legs slung over and in-between, my ear pressed soundly into his chest to hear the steady beat of his heart. I tilted my head upward to study his face, careful not to wake him. I...