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Shaun drove with one hand on the wheel and the other resting on Jesse’s thigh, his thumb tapping absently against Jesse’s soft skin. The road stretched out ahead, the sky cloudless and overwhelmingly blue, the late afternoon heat thick enough to soften everything into a lazy, golden haze. In the passenger seat, Jesse couldn’t stop staring at him—and despite the company they had in the backseat Shaun felt it in his loins. His dick was getting chubby. He’d earned that look. Hell fucking yeah
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Shaun got back to Gretchen’s house just after 11:30 p.m. He parked beside her Jeep and Ben’s little sedan, both vehicles glistening under the streetlight from the storm that had passed. It had rained here too, and the neighborhood was still soaked, the air heavy with the scent of wet pavement and late-summer humidity. Shaun lumbered inside and found the house was quiet. The TV was off. The kitchen was dark. Gretchen and Ben were already holed up in the main bedroom, their door shut, mu
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Absolutely! As a psych major, it really interests me how my memories and experiences shape my stories... Not sure I could have wrote these chapters back in the day. They would have been different. I'm so glad you understand! 😂 I guess I shouldn't do it when he's trying to sleep though 😂
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Haha, yeah, the sex was difficult. I guess it should be more about control and not so much Shaun taking his anger out on Jesse, so... This was that attempt. I don't want to say too much, but I'm sure you get the idea where I'm going with all this 😂😂 lots of moving parts!
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The kitchen still smelled like butter and scrambled eggs. It was just after breakfast and Jesse stood at the sink rinsing dishes, the warm water fogging up the little window over the basin. Behind him, Monica folded clothes in the little laundry room off the kitchen—already two full baskets sat neatly stacked near the table, and the last load thumped softly in the dryer. From the open archway to the living room, the chaos of the house spilled in. Tyler and Allison raced in circles around th
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If I hit 50k in one chapter, do I get a badge? 🏅 I'm just joking. But for a second there... 😂
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Hey, I was aiming for 30k with this chapter. I held back 😂
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Welcome! Long overdue!
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That makes me so happy 😊 My little Shaun is growing up! The end is near! In another 80k words 😂
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Haha! *Should* there be an incident with the wrestlers??? 🤔🤔
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It was the end of the day, and the work truck rumbled down the highway, the sun hanging low in the sky, washing everything in a dull amber glow. Shaun sat in the passenger seat, arms crossed tightly over his chest, jaw clenched as he stared out the window. His mind wasn’t on the road, wasn’t on their last job, wasn’t even on the music playing low from the truck’s busted speakers. All he could think about was Erin. Shaun’s fingers twitched against his biceps, aching for a fight. He coul
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I can do all the other stuff, but this part... is going to be hard for me. Idk, I think Josh's inclusion is going to be a disaster. I hope I can nail it 😂 it has potential for fun reading.
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Nope. This is the Caitlyn show! I really wasn't going to make him a character, but I mentioned he had drug issues. Gotta tackle that. Sigh 🙄🙄🙄
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Silent approval?
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Yes. Let's hope I can do it and keep it interesting.
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Well, I mean, why not let them do it? There's money involved for them. Riley's nice 😊 Can't wait for @drpaladinto raze me for this choice, but I'm not done with them yet!
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At least 11 😂 But if Josh buys a years supply of Doritos, is that not worth it's weight in gold???
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LOL! Did you really think it was over 😂😂😂
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It was after nine am and the sky was turning a tired gray, like even the clouds were exhausted from the chaos. Flashing red and blue lights pulsed over the gravel lot, bouncing off broken glass, oil-slick puddles, and the warped steel ribs of the old mill looming above them. Sirens wailed, shouts cut through the chaos—FBI agents barking orders, local cops stringing tape, EMS pulling tarps over bodies. Joey sat stiffly in the open back of an ambulance, gravel grinding under his sneakers. A g
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It's been about a year.
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Do you really think that's *all* that's gonna happen!?
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LOL not gonna lie, you're absolutely right, their plan sucked. I think Carmine and Vinnie were banking more on bravado and brutality than brains when backed into a corner. Darius and Nina out to get them, Riley sniffing around, liabilities like Joey and Tavi becoming witnesses... But hey, if villains were smart, Zeke wouldn't have gotten his hot dramatic hero moment 😏
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The fire was losing its fury, but the damage was done. Blackened skeletons of windows spat smoke into the sky. Fire hoses hissed over smoldering beams, and somewhere inside, Ralph’s office collapsed like a kicked-in lung. Joey stood near the hood of the car, watching it all, feeling the heat across his face and the weight of Darius’s arm around his shoulders. Darius hadn’t said much. Just stared at the blaze like it owed him answers. Joey looked up at him, concerned. Darius looked
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No. I just fucked up. That's why I should quit forever!
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Nobody said Pumpkin 😂
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