LOGINWhen the car pulled in alongside him, Chance turned, ready to blast Jaxon, only to find a different familiar face staring out at him from behind the steering wheel. Samuel Wilson had known Chance longer than anyone, since back before the string of bad decisions that lead him here. The man was roughly the size of a small dump truck, but he was a gentle giant. It waseasy to see the kindness in his sweet brown eyes.“I thought I recognized that sexy ass.” Sam didn’t mean it. Even still, Chance couldn’t deny the compliment was a cooling balm on his bruised pride. “Can I give you a lift somewhere?”Chance ran his hands through his hair. Blowing out a sigh, he gave in.“Yeah, thanks. Normally, I wouldn’t put you out, but I’m already super late to work,” Chance said, climbing into the passenger seat of the F150. “I really appreciate this. It’s been one hell of a day already.”“No worries, man,” Sam said, pulling away from the curb. “As it happens, I was on my way to see you at the library w
Chance always made him crazy, and Jaxon was hooked. It had been almost a year since he’d pulled in behind Chance’s car on the side of the road. Their gazes had met, and he hadn’t looked away since. The man’s green eyes, auburn hair, and runner’s body aside, Chance was beautiful on the inside. Of course, it was hidden beneath a layer of insanity covered with a coating of conspiracy theorist, but it was there for anyone who bothered to look.It had taken Jaxon almost eight months to corner Chance into a kiss, and another two to coax him into bed. He hadn’t been back since. Jaxon kept showing up. Chance kept letting him in, but that was where things ended.No matter how hard he tried, or how turned on they both were after a night of doing everything except the deed, Chance shut him down at every turn—until today. Jaxon didn’t doubt for a minute he’d have been fucking Chance inside that dressing room if they hadn’t been interrupted. Of course, he’d fucked that up quick. It had been as sim
Instead of attempting to explain himself to Jaxon, Chance conjured the memory of Jaxon’s taste. He was like salty chocolate. He’d only tasted the other man’s cock once before, months ago, but it had been enough to let Chance know one time would never be enough. His gaze locked on the deep valley in Jaxon’s chest. Water filled his mouth.“Maybe you’d like my pants too.” The husky note in Jaxon’s voice made Chance wonder if Jaxon was remembering that night as well. “After all, what’s stopping me from having some way to record…”Chance opened his mouth over the spot holding him captivated, cutting off Jaxon’s speech. When Jaxon’s arms encircled his waist, the power in the room shifted. Jaxon invaded his space, using his size against Chance. The erection pressing against his let Chance know Jaxon wasn’t unaffected.“Chance, I…”He kissed him, shoving his tongue in Jaxon’s mouth, licking away whatever argument he was about to make. Images filled Chance’s head. He remembered every detail of
“Goddamn. Your landlord will have an aneurism when he sees your front door.”Jaxon’s reminder of the mess they’d left behind pulled Chance’s thoughts out of the gutter. He’d already thought of his landlord’s reaction, and no way in hell was it happening. Considering the fact Chance was almost always late with his rent, he was already living by the man’s good graces.Even if he had to do the repairs himself, Chance would have that door replaced before the landlord knew a thing.“He’ll never see it,” Chance said as much for himself as Jaxon.Jaxon sighed, sounding tired. "Whoever this guy is, maybe you should file a restraining order. You always attract the crazy ones. Too fucking sexy for your own goddamn good," Jaxon grumbled under his breath."It's nothing I can't handle."“Chance,” Jaxon began, and Chance cut him off, incapable of listening to anything Jaxon was about to say while using such a lecturing tone.“Seriously, Jaxon. It’s nothing I can’t handle.”This was his problem. Not
Hi guys, hope you all enjoyed Tristan's and Justine's story?If you did, get ready for another wonderful and toe cracking story.Remember to add this book to your library and send me a gift if you haven't.Thank you and keep reading.BlurbChance didn’t expect to start his day in the back of a police cruiser. Lucky for him, the man behind the wheel is Chance’s best friend and onetime lover, Jaxon.Jaxon wants Chance. He has since the first moment he set eyes on the sexy librarian. Unfortunately, Chance always has bullshit going on, standing in their way. Most men would consider Chance more trouble than he’s worth. Not Jaxon. He can’t get enough of Chance’s constant drama. When Chance’s life spirals out of control—the way Chance’s life always seems to do—Jaxon rushes to the rescue, only to end up screwing things up… again.These two independent souls might drive each other mad, but there’s no denying their love or the fiery hot passion brewing between them. If only Chance could stop ly
Tristan’s POVI watched Justine wipe a tear from his eyes as I spied on him and Natasha’s exchange from the window. It wasn’t until now that I realized what I was asking Justine to do and how selfish I had been. I should have been more empathetic and understanding. I was taking a man away from hisfamily. I was the equivalent of what Chief Leo and my dad had done to my mom, and I needed to make this right. When I saw him walking up the steps, I quickly lay on the couch and acted as if I hadn’t seen his exchange.I could see his sadness, and the last thing I wanted was for him to be sad. I wanted us to have our happily ever after. He took off his shoes, made his way to the couch, and cuddled with me.“I’m sorry, Justine.”“What are you sorry for?”“I was so selfish to have you that I didn’t care about Natasha’s feelings or the life you had built with her. I didn’t even think about how this would impact you.”“You didn’t take me away from her. I made a choice, and I’m glad I made the
“ I know”, I butted in, “ I was being a complete asshole and was basically thinking through my anus. I was being mean and impassionate and I now so, so yeah, I am so so sorry for that”, I was looking at my feet while speaking, too afraid to look elsewhere and by accident, meet his eyes, “ and I w
Never in my life have I ever felt so jealous of someone whom I was meeting for the first time, someone whom I practically didn't know. She was strutting majestically behind him, and in that moment, Marcelo just seemed so small next to the woman, and the way she walked made it obvious that she
Angelo's POV I stabbed the plate of pasta I was eating from, feeling the rage in my body rekindling. My mind had been playing dirty tricks on me ever since the encounter with Marcelo the other day. “ Bull shit. That's what you're full of”, his words rang in my ears, his voice raised in that su
Marcelo's POV “ That the trial should be a closed door trial”, Hilarion said firmly, wiping the tears away from his eyes. “ You want a closed door trial? Okay, no problem, but that favor is hardly impossible to grant”, Angelo said. “ But I thought that the judge presiding over the case is usu







