It looked like he was about to wind up for one of his stress rants so, without really thinking about much beyond this is Jesse and he wanted to kiss me, I grabbed him and kissed him back. Reacting more quickly than I would have imagined possible, he slammed me into the wall with his body and devoured my mouth. His hands pulled my hips into his, and then there was no more room for thought. Just for the feel of heat pooling in my groin, the frantic beat of joy through my heart, and the way I finally fit effortlessly in myself and against him. It was perfect.
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January 1, 2013
A few minutes later Jesse knocked his shoulder against mine.
“Come on, if we don’t leave soon we’re going to be late.”
I let him pull me up off the ground and kept our fingers locked as we walked away from the cliff. It had taken a long time, a lot of yelling, convincing, talking and stubbornness but we had finally gotten to a place where my family had invited Jesse and me to a New Years Day barbeque, and no bloodshed was anticipated.
I smiled and said goodbye to my cliff for another year, hoping there would be many more things to be thankful for this time next year, and saying a prayer of thanks that I had met Jesse all those years before, and that my life had not ended on this cliff.
It was the perfect way to begin a new year.
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Kathleen Hayes is a bit of an all around geek. She has mastered the art of procrastination, is owned by two crazy cats and is excited to have just added a fellow super geek to her clan. Kathleen loves to explore worlds – whether in her head or on page. She welcomes you into her worlds and hopes you have as much fun there as she does!
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Life in Chaos
Shit. You always think there’s plenty of time, plenty of chances. Staring down at 20% survival odds has made me rethink a lot of things. I wish I had come out of the closet instead of letting him leave, wish I’d been more willing to rock the boat before it started to sink. Maybe he meant it when he said he’d still be there for me, still be my friend.
Like So Much Hot Air
Albuquerque during Balloon Week was insane- like Mardi Gras on laughing gas, I heard someone say. Easy to hide in the crowd. But how to get away? Once I left the festival grounds, my leg would slow me down.
He was alone, trying to get his balloon off the ground. You needed at least two people to get one of these monsters in the air. Bad day, between pissed off and heartbroken written all over his face. He stared down at my leg, and I grabbed the edge of the basket for support. "Need some help?"
He laughed, then looked behind me at the trail of bloody footprints I'd left. "Whoever you're running from, you just led them here, bud."
I stared at the footprints, then up at him. He dropped the fuel gauge, reached out and lifted me into the basket like I was a sack of groceries. "Stay down before you fall down. I need six more minutes to get this balloon out of here. Have you got six minutes?"
I shook my head. "I don't know."
Broken
Job has cut himself off from his heart since he ran away from home at sixteen. After his best friend committed suicide he realized the risk was too great. Only Lucy, Chloe, Oscar and Charlie, his stray kittens seem to be able to break through the walls he has built.
Charles is getting over the death of his first love from cancer. He promised Danny he wouldn't stay broken forever but has had a hard time following through. Could the guy he sees feeding stray kittens near his apartment every night be the one to heal his broken heart? Could he be the one to break down Job's walls? Find out if these two men will be Broken forever or if perhaps love can heal them.
Christmas Tradition
Liam and Alex have been together for ten years. In order to keep the spark in their relationship, every Christmas season they plan a night just for themselves, where they can let their fantasies come out and play. This year it's Liam's turn to plan it. With so many options what will he choose?
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