The engine of the mustang rumbled to life as Jakob pulled out of my parking lot. I turned toward him in my seat. “Is there something going on between you and Daniel King?” “What do you mean?” he asked, like he hadn’t seen this question coming from a mile away. “Is there a rift between you two?” He shook his…
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All thoughts of sex fled from my mind the second we walked through my door. There was no way Jakob could have fucked me on the floor because it was covered in glass. I lifted my head and stared in horror at the wreck of my apartment. I was only gone a couple of hours. That didn’t seem like enough…
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The Kings surrounded my car as we drove, five ahead, and five behind, both sets formed into a phalanx pattern. Jakob led the way. I thought we’d stick close to town, near the center of King territory, but as we wound out of Kearny and started gaining altitude in Hill Country, I began to wonder where the hell Jakob was…
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I woke to the sound of my phone ringing. I’d been having a strangely lucid dream about paddling around a swimming pool filled with Grand Marnier with my childhood best friend while Mr. Rogers read us a Stephen King novel. The dream unraveled as I glanced at my bedside clock. It was nine in the morning. At least I’d gotten…
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I was ten minutes late to work. After getting home from visiting Gran, I sat down on my couch and promptly fell asleep. I hadn’t planned on falling asleep, but the second my head hit the back of the couch, the sleeplessness of last night and the stress of this morning hit me like a ton of bricks. Now I…
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