Tink And Terrence Novels & Stories

They did share the same womb anyway. “Alright. What’s the plan.” Mike rolled his eyes. “The guys will wait until it’s dead in the night to start transferring the good and with the night and your credibility by our side, we should have issues.” “Fine. Just handle it and for the love of God, don’t make this come back to me in any way.” “I promise.” Terry smiled, making a cross sign playfully. “Thank you so much.” “Whatever.” “So, who was that cute ass I ran into at the door?” Terry smirked as he motioned closer to his friend.

I narrowed my eyes suspiciously. "How did you know about my illness?" "And how did you arrange for him to come here at exactly this time?" "And..." "You just happened to save me today." "The timing feels far too coincidental." Terrence finally spoke. "Because I'm planning to work with the Carter Group." He casually crossed one leg over the other and leaned back in his chair. His long, elegant fingers rested loosely on his knee. Looking at me calmly, he said, "If we're going to become business partners..."

Without thinking—without calculating spatial allowances or protocol—Terry leaned over. He didn't just glance across the gap; he shifted his massive upper body, extending his right arm over the line of white bolsters to point directly at the data point on her screen. His broad chest crushed the top pillow down into the mattress, flattening the physical wall they had built between their worlds. His hand reached for her tablet, his broad, calloused fingers brushing against hers on the smooth glass bezel. Eve’s breath hitched in her throat. The clinical explanation died instantly on her tongue.

"You know what? Fck you! Go to hell, Kreed!" "Emery—" "I've been holding myself back, man. But if you touch my wife right at this moment, I'm gonna land a punch on your face. Try me." Terrence's cold voice made me still. I looked at him and saw him looking at Kreed with darkened blue eyes. They're the same height and body build. Even their hair is the same. And judging their expressions, they'll really fight right here and now. I grabbed Terrence's wrist and pulled him so we could leave immediately but Kreed was so stupid.

Terrence's eyes were filled with shock as he watched his once weak and incompetent sister speak such words. "I'm not fit to be the heir? Who is, then? You? Ridiculous. How can a woman run a business?" he muttered to himself. Just then, a cough sounded behind him. Terrence turned to see Tristan and Quentin. The two tall, handsome figures stood together, exuding an intimidating air that made it difficult for Terrence to meet their eyes. Before the Snyders' fall, Terrence had been nothing more than a tag-along behind these two. Lacking the necessary skills, he'd had no choice but to follow in their shadows as a lackey.

“Your granddaughter and I…we go to school together.” “Paired as roommates freshmen year,” Sasha ventures, still looking nervous. “We are exact opposites. I’m outgoing, Terrence is an introvert. I struggle in class, she is the study group phenom. I eat steak for breakfast and she’s vegan. We make no sense on paper but I wouldn’t trade her for the world.”

"I'm only joking." As Nora's expression eases, Terry playfully teases her once again. "But I might... if you want," he adds, leaving the possibility open for a moment before revealing his playful nature. The exchange between them is filled with lighthearted banter and a shared sense of connection, allowing them to enjoy each other's company as they navigate the process of selecting the perfect rings for their engagement.

“I do not. This is why our being here is such a gamble. Eros, the god of love and…. Sex. That is who we seek.” I don’t know why I blushed at the simple use of the word sex. But the heat in Finn’s gaze told me I was not alone in being affected. “He can teach us how to…. You know…. Without causing the apocalypse?” “I hope so. He is responsible for forging the tethers. He handpicked us for each other, so it is my hope he will tell us why, as well teach us how to control the power of our bond.” The whisper of a breeze caused the hair on the back of my neck to stand on end. I threw my arm out to stop Finn and held my finger up to my mouth to indicate silence.

"We do." "We don't!" Terence and Penny contradicted each other. Since one said they were acquainted, and the other said they weren't, this clearly indicated that they knew each other. Willow scrutinized the two of them with a questioning gaze. "So, are you acquainted or not?" "We are!" Penny glanced at Terence's name badge and quickly concocted a story. "We're not that acquainted with each other. I mean, he's a doctor, so he gave me a check-up before."