JackBinimbul
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Hmmm...perhaps I need to find a clearer way to say it.
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For the record, I'm equally disinterested in men's football However, women's sports in general have gained a lot more speed in the past couple of decades.
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The headache throbbed in time with the alarm. Dorian slapped in the general direction of the noise until it stopped. His eyes flew open as the events of the previous night came back to him in a rush. His stomach did a flip and then promptly sank when he remembered it was Monday. He was supposed to hand Felix off to Mandy. The thought of never seeing him again did unexpected things to Dorian's emotions. No, he grumbled to himself. The kid had to go. This was getting too personal and too complic
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Thanks a ton! I'm glad you're enjoying it
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The clock read seven a.m. when Dorian rolled over, blinking at it and rubbing his eyes. He yawned and stretched. His brain decided to remind him by way of sudden pulse jump that Felix was out on his couch. In his house. He made sure he had sweats and a tank top on before leaving the room. It was Saturday. Never skip leg day. When he went into the living room to turn on the aquarium light the couch was empty. The blanket was folded with the pillow on top of it, as if they had never moved. Felix
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By the morning, the events of the previous day had been gladly shoved back into the seedy corners of memory. So it was no small amount of alarm that Chase felt when Mandy announced “Felix Thompson is here to see you” the moment he walked in the door. “You talk to him,” he blurted. She put her hands up. “He flat out will not talk to me, Dorian.” She started to walk away. Chase tailed her. “No, you don't understand, he can't be here.” She turned and searched his face for a moment before throwi
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Thank you so much! It's great to know that people enjoy it.
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Thanks a lot for the feedback! It means a lot. I've never shared anything I've written before, so it's nice to know someone enjoys it. I hope I don't abandon it! It's been fun to write. I have other chapters ready to upload, as well. =)
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"What's your full name?" "Felix Thompson." The boy made a point to avoid eye contact. The detective clicked his pen a few times. "Do you understand the trouble you're in?" "I can imagine," Felix answered, detached. Detective Chase ceased fiddling with his pen, a flash of annoyance crossing his face. "You've been eighteen for a week and you've already managed to get yourself into big-boy trouble. The maximum of these charges could put you away until it would actually be legal for you to stumb
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Dorian Chase is a thirty-three-year-old Detective in Narcotics Investigations. Felix is an eighteen-year-old runaway who knows exactly what--and who--he wants. The rigid lines Dorian allows himself to live within start to blur as Felix's existence in his life gives him permission to discover who he is and what he wants.
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