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Tripping the Line

Wednesday, September 21st, 2011

“No,” he said, adjusting his tie back to perfection and smoothing down his collar. “I’m not fucking you for the first time in the back of a car like some horny, uncultured teenager. I don’t care if it’s a Town Car, that’s just too crass.”

Economy of Reaction

Wednesday, September 14th, 2011

Maura walked around to the side of the bed, every step a saunter and sway that couldn’t help but draw Jane’s attention. She placed one hand on the bed, next to Jane’s waist, and bent down so their heads were close together. ‘I’m talking about force tactics, Jane,’ she whispered, some heady scent coming from the heat of her skin. ‘How about we turn the tables?’

red line overload

Tuesday, September 6th, 2011

It makes you want to fuck, and when you can’t fuck, you find a way to fuck shit up instead.

Control of the Switch

Saturday, September 3rd, 2011

Sherman. Not Ben. And that–that too-familiar slip of the mind–was exactly why he’d booked it out of there this morning without telling Sherman where he was going.

the great attraction of insomnia

Monday, August 29th, 2011

Brad didn’t shift, didn’t move, and Nate smiled; maybe there was some kind of Nate-shaped hole in Brad’s defense system, something that let Nate enter when all others were barred.

And Babylon’s Right Next Door

Tuesday, August 4th, 2009

Kris had left Katy for all of six weeks when he decided he wanted to go out.

ace in the hole

Tuesday, August 4th, 2009

There was a lot of shit Brad called to mind about Nate Fick to get through his combat jack.

Bearing the Risk

Tuesday, August 4th, 2009

Fi’s nails raked across Michael’s back and he stifled the noise that wanted to escape his mouth.


Monday, August 3rd, 2009

The first time Logan had joked that Veronica couldn’t take him down, they were sixteen and a little drunk and in a room full of people who were entirely self-involved unless something really juicy was going down.

moving bodies on a measured distance

Monday, August 3rd, 2009

“I thought you wanted this, Dom.”