Hmm…what should I share today? So many story ideas are running through my head all of the time.
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He’s a sneak peak from Owning Oliver (it might change but here is an unedited bit)
Oliver jerked awake. His crossed his arms and rubbed his hands up and down his skin trying to rub some heat into his frigid skin. Maybe he was wrong. Maybe it wasn’t happening. He closed his eyes and took a deep cleansing breath.
“I’ll just call.” Anthony had never lost his temper over Oliver checking up on him before.
His fingers shook as he picked up the receiver. He usually liked his old-fashioned phone with its curly cord and rotary dial but with his dreams jumbled and a heavy sense of foreboding weighing him down like a stone weight he could barely breathe.
“Shh, babe. It’s all right.”
Oliver jolted when a thick arm wrapped around him to cradle him back into his embrace.
Oh, oh damn.
He’d been drunk last night. After talking to his father he’d left work and headed for the closest bar. Brief flashes of memory were coming back to him now. A pair of sparkling green eyes and a wicked grin had lured him into the unusual invitation to a total stranger. “I have to make a call.”
“Not if you’re upset.” The firm refusal had shivers rolling up his spine. He’d always been a sucker for a strong-willed man. With his father’s overbearing personality he should’ve rebelled against anyone telling him what to do but Oliver couldn’t resist a man who knew his own mind.
“I have to make a c-call, Anthony needs me.” His dream swamped him, visions flashing in his mind. Pain, so much pain. Oliver trembled. It took him a moment to realize the soothing noises came from his companion.
“I’ve got you babe. Who’s Anthony? I don’t like competition.”
Oliver choked on his laughter. “He’s my boss. I’ve got to call him.”
“I had a dream. He’s in trouble. I have to go help.” Oliver sat up. He turned to see his bed companions. Damn, his drunk self had much better taste than his sober self. Hard muscles covered a wide chest.
Oliver licked his lips.
A deep chuckle sent a warm vibe through Oliver’s body.
“What kind of trouble?”
“I-I don’t know but I have to go see.”
“Are you psychic?”
Oliver lifted his eyes from the man’s gorgeous chest. “Listen, I appreciate your concern but I’ll be fine. I hate to kick you out…” he let his words fall off.
“Don’t worry I’m coming with you.” His bed companion whipped off the covers and completely derailed Oliver’s thought process. Some people shouldn’t be allowed to wear clothing. Other than a strange scar across his stomach that looked like some sort of wild animal had tried to tear out his stomach, the stranger had no other flaws.
“What?” How had he lost control of this conversation?
“If you don’t know what kind of trouble you’re heading into I’m not going to let you go by yourself.”
“Y-you don’t get to choose.” For a confident person Oliver couldn’t find it in him to be more aggressive with his statement. He instinctively moved closer to the stranger in his bed.
Strong hands slid into his hair and yanked him closer. “Of course I do. Don’t you remember you’re mine?”
Before he could respond to that ridiculous statement, his bed partner plunged is large hands through Oliver’s hair and yanked him close. Strong lips pressed against Oliver’s. Oliver sighed against his lover’s lips. His entire body hummed with need as if he were attuned to the man playing him like a fine instrument.
When his bedmate released him. Gold fire flared briefly in the stranger’s eyes.
“Oh, fuck. You’re a shifter.”
“Memory coming back, babe? I know I should’ve waited until you were more sober but I couldn’t resist your pretty blue eyes.”
Oliver blushed. He’d never had anyone talk to him like that. He was a skinny wizard geek who spent his life avoiding attention. How did he end up with a gorgeous shifter snuggling beside him?
Someone rang his doorbell pulling Oliver’s attention away from his bed companion.
Despite his words Oliver’s companion pulled on his jeans. Shirtless he followed Oliver to the front door.
“I can answer on my own.”
“I don’t doubt it,” The shifter smirked.