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Total pages in book: 89
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Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 507(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 338(@300wpm)
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Colton Michaels, Jace Montgomery
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Up and coming football hero, Colton Michaels, makes a Hail Mary pass one night in the college locker room that results in the hottest, sexiest five days of his young life. However, interference after the play has him hiding his past and burying his future in the bottom of a bottle. While Colt seems to have it all, looks can be deceiving, especially when you’re trapped so far in a closet that you can’t see your way out. When ten years of living his expected fast-lane lifestyle lands him engaged to his manipulative Russian supermodel girlfriend, he decides it’s time to call a new play.

Jace Montgomery single-handily built the largest all-star cheerleading gym in the world, driven by a need to forget a life-altering encounter with a handsome quarterback a decade ago. His reputation as an excellent coach, hard-nosed business man, and savvy entrepreneur earned him respect in the sometimes catty world of competitive cheerleading. When Jace learns of his ex-lover’s plans to marry, his heart executes a barrel roll and his carefully-placed resolve tumbles down without a mat to absorb the shock. Can his island escape help him to finally let go of the past and move his life forward?
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March 2003

Jace gripped the side of the locker, his knuckles turning white as he dropped his head inside the open metal frame. The Texas Longhorn University men’s locker room was empty, all except for him and Colton Michaels, who at the moment had his cock buried deep inside Jace’s ass.

“Fuck… yes!” A loud moan escaped Jace’s parted lips. Colt slipped his warm palm over Jace’s mouth in an attempt to quiet him. The hard pounding from behind never stopped.

“Shhh… Jace, baby, someone might hear us,” Colt whispered. “I’ve waited too long for this.”

“I never knew,” Jace panted.

“Shhh… I want this to last.”

“I can’t… it… dear fucking God, you feel so good.” Jace ground the words out, biting his knuckle as Colt’s hand slid down to grip Jace’s rock hard length, stroking hard and fast in the same urgent rhythm he created from behind.

“Come for me, baby… I’m not stopping until I’ve had my fill. I’ve had too many fantasies about this moment.” Colt’s breath warmed his ear, making his balls ache with every word he spoke.

Jace grabbed for the damp towel he’d just used in the shower, but not for his leaking cock. No, he needed it for other things. Jace crammed the big wad of white terrycloth in his mouth, stifling a long muffled groan as his climax racked through his body. Damn! Somewhere in the back of his mind, he swore he could hear Colt’s soft chuckle at his over the top response.

Colt held Jace tight, not letting him collapse forward into the top locker when the orgasm caused his knees to buckle. Instead, Colt wrapped his big strong quarterback arms around Jace’s chest and pulled him back against his athletic body, keeping him upright. All he could do was drop his head back on Colt’s broad shoulder and pant. He wasn’t complaining. He’d dreamed about the hot football player for as long as he could remember.

It didn’t take too much longer. Colt’s grip tightened, and Jace just about went to his knees at the intensity of Colt’s release. Completely blissed out of his mind, he smiled to himself as Colt’s weight settled on him and his breathing slowly returned to normal.

“I want to hear you cheer my name now, cheer boy,” Colt growled in his ear, before turning Jace’s head to the side, capturing his lips in a heated kiss.

Chapter 1

The warm spray of the men’s locker room shower soaked Jace Montgomery for the second time in less than an hour. Just like the first time, he was completely alone, and the best he could tell, no one witnessed his complete lack of morals and discretion. But, my god, if they had, who could blame him? That was Colton freaking Michaels who just fucked him senseless at his locker.

Okay, wait, the sentence made no sense. Jace reached down and pinched himself on the arm.

“Fuck! Like your ass doesn’t hurt bad enough.” Jace halfheartedly scolded himself at how hard he actually pinched himself. It would definitely leave a mark, but instead of thinking about the bruise he just acquired, he chose to dwell on the delicious feel of his aching ass. Colt worked him over like no one ever had before him.

Where in the world did that come from? Colt Michaels… What?

Jace reached for the bodywash, soaping his hands. Only their lack of a condom had him in the shower right now. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have dared wash for the next week in hopes of keeping Colt’s scent on his body a little longer. And yes, he sounded like a girl. And no, he didn’t care at all.

Probably not the best move to go without a condom, but he couldn’t find it in him to care right now. He was solidly in that after-sex high and decided he’d worry about the lack of protection later. Right now, he just wanted to remember. When they finished, and yes, Jace came not once, but twice, Colt pushed him toward the shower after one hell of a mind-blowing kiss. The kind of lip-lock you read about in super-hot romance novels.

Hold your horses, hoss. The thought caused him to cringe, and his reasonable, sound mindset slowly crept back in. Damn, he hated that side of himself, always responsible, doing the right thing all the time. Technically, nothing about tonight classified as making a right decision, so Jace shoved reason aside. He wanted no part of sensible and gently reached back to wash his ass, wanting every thought to stay focused right there on that particular region of his body.

For now, he didn’t want to consider how random their little sexual quest turned out to be. Nor did he need to be told they would never do this again. But for the length of this shower, he wanted to bask in the fairytale high of the moment. The one where the handsome prince rode in on his great white horse and swept Jace off his feet, pounding him against his locker. His smile grew bigger.

One very important thing he learned tonight… Colt Michaels had indeed noticed him, just like he’d noticed Colt. As it turned out, they had watched each other for years, but neither had said a word. In what world was that even possible? Apparently in his world! Jace had been given his chance with the gorgeous star quarterback. Clearly, dreams did come true.

It was all down, set, hut, hut, and fuck Jace in the butt, butt! He groaned and then chuckled at the little cheer.

Jace looked down at his water-pruned fingers, still laughing at his rhyme, and decided he needed to celebrate the night. Everything in him wanted to call Haley and maybe Gregory to have a total girls’ night. He wanted to share this juicy bit of information so badly. He grabbed his towel and dried off while scolding himself again. This fell conspicuously under the strategic heading of never telling another living soul on the planet. Colt was a testosterone-filled jock with a beautiful girlfriend. He wasn’t slumber party gossip material, no matter how bad he wanted to tell someone he’d had hot locker room sex with Colt Michaels.


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Total pages in book: 115
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Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 665(@200wpm)___ 532(@250wpm)___ 443(@300wpm)
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Mitch Knox, Cody Turner
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Deputy United States Marshal Mitch Knox apprehends fugitives for a living. His calm, cool, collected attitude and devastatingly handsome good looks earn him a well-deserved bad boy reputation, both in the field and out. While away on an assignment, he blows off some steam at a notorious Dallas nightclub. Solving the case that has plagued him for months takes a sudden backseat to finding out all there is to know about the gorgeous, shy blond sitting alone at the bar.

Texas State Trooper Cody Turner is moving up the ranks, well on his way to his dream of being a Texas Ranger. While on a two-week mandatory vacation, he plans to relax and help out on his family’s farm. Mitch is the last distraction Cody needs, but the tatted up temptation that walks into the bar and steals his baseball cap is too hard to ignore.

As Mitch’s case gains nationwide attention, how will he convince the sexy state trooper that giving him a chance won’t jeopardize his life’s plan...especially when the evil he’s tracking brings the hate directly to his doorstep, threatening more than just their careers
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Chapter 1

The recline of Mitch Knox’s oversized leather chair fit him perfectly. This exact comfort level had required years of fine-tuning and honing the balance, but he’d invested the time, proud of the results. He sat at an angle, his Doc Marten booted feet propped securely against the file folders on his desk.

Lost in thought, Mitch’s brow narrowed as he bit at his thumbnail. His eyes stayed fixed on the inner workings of the Camp Beauregard, Louisiana, United States Marshals Service field office. Like normal, he wasn’t truly paying attention to anything going on outside his office door. What occupied his mind was a case on which he’d managed to get little more than a passing interest from his senior advisors and definitely zero dollars to help fund an investigation. Man, that frustrated the shit out of him.

The lingering doubt that plagued his thoughts surfaced. Why hadn’t he been able to move this case any further along in all these months? Clearly, he’d completely lost his touch. Maybe his age had something to do with that. He’d just turned thirty-three. Close to middle-age, or hell, he could qualify for a solid middle-age compared to the life expectancies in this country. Good thing his people lived to ripe old ages, or he’d really be down about this latest birthday.

The shrill ring from his antiquated office telephone interrupted his thoughts, drawing his attention back into the now. Since caller ID hadn’t made itself to the field office yet, Mitch was forced to answer the call blindly. He recoiled at the thought, but picked up the phone nonetheless. “Deputy Marshal Knox here.”

“This is Director Skinner.” The voice sounded strained on the other end, which was the norm, considering how much he’d been nagging his superior about the Colton Michaels case.

“Yes, sir, hang on.” Mitch reached over his desk, extending an arm as far as he could across his small office to shut the door. The move effectively drowned out all the noise coming from the large grouping of cubicles just outside. Mitch had plopped back in his seat by the time the door slammed firmly shut. “You rang?”

“You’re ignoring your email again. You’re being requested on a federal warrant to transport Carlos Chavez from Dallas to Washington tomorrow morning.”

“All right,” Mitch said absently, raising his feet back in place on his desk as he reached out to pull up his email. He searched the incoming messages, going all the way back before lunch, because, while he would never admit the words out loud, he hadn’t checked his email since he’d arrived this morning. Shit, now it was close to quitting time on a Friday. He needed to get moving.

Mitch held the receiver between his ear and shoulder as he brought the keyboard to his lap. He replied to the message quickly, letting them know he was on his way and took a second to print the details before forwarding the message to his assistant.

“Mitch, are you ignoring me again? I told you in your last performance evaluation, there’s a hierarchy in all this. When you ignore me, your boss, and then the senior ranking officer who’s also been emailing you this afternoon, that doesn’t bode well,” Director Skinner lectured.

“I’m sorry, what did you say?” Mitch paused, knowing full well it wasn’t time for jokes, but he loved annoying his higher-ups. He kind of lived for these moments. He waited until he finally heard the exasperated sigh on the other end of the phone.

Score! He achieved the desired result and grinned, probably for the first time that day. “Don’t worry, I already responded to the message. I’ll have to make a few calls, then I’ll get the first flight out. I’ll be there tonight, ready for the bust in the morning.”

“Then why are you still on the phone?” Skinner asked in a very lame attempt at humor.

“Ha ha. I keep telling you to leave the jokes to me. Bye.” He didn’t waste a second before he ended one call and started another. He dialed Ellen, his assistant, and pushed the speaker button.

“Yes, Your Grace,” she answered.

“What’s with all you jokesters today? This is serious law enforcement business. Not playtime!” Mitch scolded, cocking his head to the side. The blinds to his office window were raised, and if he bent a little farther, he could see her at her cubicle. She was looking directly at him. “I sent you an email. I need to arrange a trip to Dallas for departure ASAP. Once you get the details, will you forward them to the email address inside the message I sent you?”

“Yes, sir,” Ellen said with a bright smile. She was young, pretty, and extremely capable. And from day one, she’d always used the ‘sir’ on him, but as of his last birthday, the word seemed to take on a whole new meaning.

“What have I told you about that?” he asked, irritably.

“You told me you aren’t old enough to be a sir yet.” She made air quotes at the word sir. “But you are.” They had been through this before. He knew the comeback and could never beat her at this game, but it didn’t stop him from engaging.

“You don’t have to say it,” Mitch said drily in her pause.

“Because my parents always taught me to be respectful of my elders.” He made a show of rolling his eyes. She always had that same response, clearly very proud of her attempt at humor. She laughed and Mitch tried hard to hide his smile, not wanting to spur her on.

“You need better jokes.” He gave a little chuckle as he reached across the desk to end the call. That didn’t stop her. He should have known it wouldn’t as she opened his office door and stuck her head inside.

“Why? When that one still works so well!” The door shut quickly, and he ignored her completely as he packed his laptop and grabbed his cellphone off the charger. By the time he hit the elevators, his cell vibrated with an incoming email. Ellen was a keeper, even in her current state of becoming a pain in his ass. She’d already arranged his flight, departure in an hour and a half. Just enough time to grab his always ready kit and get to the airport.


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Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 739(@200wpm)___ 591(@250wpm)___ 493(@300wpm)
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Honor, integrity, and loyalty are how Deputy US Marshal Kreed Sinacola lives his life. A former SEAL now employed by the Special Operations Group of the US Marshal Service, Kreed spent most of his life working covert operations and avoiding relationships. Never one to mix business with pleasure, his boundaries blur and his convictions are put to the test when he finally comes face-to-face with the hot computer geek he’s been partnered with. Hell-bent on closing the ongoing case for his longtime friend, he pushes past his own limits and uncovers more than he expects.

Aaron Stuart strives for one thing: justice. Young and full of idealism, his highly sought after computer skills land him a position with the National Security Agency. Aaron’s biggest hazard at his job is cramped fingers, but all that changes when he is drawn into the middle of a dangerous federal investigation. Aaron gets more than he bargained for when the FBI partners him with a handsome and tempting deputy US marshal. His attraction to the inked up, dark-haired man provides another kind of threat altogether. Aaron tries desperately to place a firewall around his heart and fight his developing feelings, knowing one misstep on his part could ultimately destroy him.

The solution isn’t as easy as solving the case, which is treacherous enough as it is. But the growing sexual attraction between them threatens to derail more than just Kreed’s personal convictions as he quickly learns temptation and matters of the heart rarely fit easily into the rules he’s lived by. Will Kreed be able to convince Aaron to open his heart and face the fact that sometimes the answers aren’t always hidden in code?
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Chapter 1

“Man, this is turning into one suck-ass day,” Aaron mumbled quietly to no one in particular as he edged his way through the overcrowded and lengthy terminals of the Atlanta International Airport. He swore his backpack weighed at least fifty pounds and the small carry-on he tugged behind him easily added another twenty-five. He’d tried to stick to the bare necessities for this trip, but with all his gear, electronic equipment, and his most important ASUS ROG notebook, which he never left home without, he still managed to over-pack.

The gates and corridors were congested with rude, indignant travelers, more than he’d ever seen gathered in one place before. From the conversations he’d caught snippets of along the way, the irritable attitudes were due to unexpected flight delays across the eastern half of the United States.

A winter storm had blown through, dumping a shit-load of ice in its wake. Apparently the magnitude of the storm had caught the southern half of the US by surprise. The meteorologists had completely missed this monster of a storm before it bore down on its intended target. At least that was the continued excuse he kept hearing from the airport personnel as to why they weren’t better prepared for this crippling event during one of the busiest traveling days of the year. Words like happy and holiday were used with increasingly angry bursts of fucking and asshole added to the mix.

Not even the Christmas carols playing overhead helped lighten the mood surrounding him. So much for peace on earth.

Keeping his eyes focused on the large information screens, Aaron scanned the arrival and departure listings, watching as hundreds of delayed flights were canceled all across the East Coast—not that any of that actually mattered to him. His flight from Miami had arrived so late he’d have missed his connecting flight regardless of the inclement weather.

No way in hell would he spend the night in some corner of this overly congested airport, waiting for the flight schedules to open again. The Federal Bureau of Investigation would just have to work their magic and get him on a different flight tomorrow or when things let up outside. Until then, he’d find a vacant room in a five-star hotel—preferably the Drake—his favorite place to stay when he stopped in Atlanta.

Aaron sighed as he followed the discontented masses toward what he hoped was an exit. If the weather was as bad as everyone kept hinting, he might not get a chance to eat at Poor Calvin’s, Aaron’s favorite little Asian-fusion eatery on Piedmont Street. The lobster fried rice was to die for and thoughts of the dish had actually been the only thing keeping him sane as they’d flown high above the city; it felt like they’d been circling for an hour and a half, waiting for their chance to land. His stomach picked that second to protest, the loud rumble reminding him he hadn’t eaten anything since the protein shake he’d choked down for breakfast.

Aaron looked around and spotted a food kiosk about fifty feet away. That should take care of his urgent food needs until he could get to the hotel. Taking a deep breath, he carefully dodged his way through the crowd, attempting to move toward the kiosk, which proved a trickier process than he’d anticipated. He apparently hadn’t truly experienced the vexed people in this airport until he tried to work his way between them.

“Hey, move it!” the guy behind him bellowed as Aaron slowed to merge farther to the left.

“I’m sorry. Excuse me,” Aaron apologized when he accidently stepped in front of another person in his rush to get out of the middle of traffic and away from the jerk behind him. The woman in his path huffed, and although he’d never touched her, her hands flailed dramatically like he had tripped her in some way.

“Dude, watch it,” the man beside her quipped, making a show of keeping the woman on her feet as she reached out for his arm. Aaron moved quickly to the opposite side, tugging his luggage out of the way and inadvertently stepped into the flow of traffic going the opposite direction.

“Shit!” he exclaimed loudly when a large trunk-style suitcase rolled right over his sandaled foot.

The scowl he’d been holding back slid firmly in place as he watched the person who’d so rudely rolled over his foot, glance back over his shoulder to give him a very clear fuck you glower as he kept going without any hesitation.

Seriously, this place was worse than Black Friday on motherfucking steroids. Aaron took a deep breath and tried to move farther out of the way. He made it to the far wall and stopped outside the flow of manic pedestrians to catch his breath and regroup. The only reason he was in this godforsaken mass of pissed off travelers during the airlines’ busiest and most miserable travel week of the year was a job, and no job on the planet was worth this kind of bullshit.

Time to reassess his life. No more Mr. Nice Guy. He was done with that. Look what being nice had cost him. He was standing in the middle of hell. If the FBI insisted he be onsite, then he shouldn’t have any problem becoming the biggest pain-in-the-ass on the planet.

Except that just wasn’t his personality. He’d tried everything to make the bureau see that he wasn’t needed in Washington, DC, for this assignment. He could carry on as he was, monitoring everything from home with the equipment he needed to do his job properly. Look how far he’d gotten on his own, from the privacy and comfort of his living room.

Yet the stuffed-shirt egomaniacs in DC said it would be in everyone’s best interest if they were able to look him in the eye when they spoke. In other words, no matter what he had done to prove himself, they didn’t trust him as far as they could throw him.

But not even the FBI could control Mother Nature—even though the majority of them had huge God complexes—and he wouldn’t arrive there today as he’d been ordered. That thought eased a little of his tension. Honestly, their demands meant nothing to him, and the only reason he’d eventually given in and flown to DC had to do with his friend Mitch Knox.


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