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He’d vowed never to expose himself or Aaron to ridicule again.
Except he’d written a screenplay virtually guaranteed to expose them both. Why?

Foreign emotions flitted through him as he transcribed […]
Hurt. Confusion. Loneliness.
As if on cue, a scene manifested, so tangible he had only to pluck it out of the air and place it on paper. He sank into the warm cocoon of fiction—of a world he could control. He loved this headspace. It felt like getting high and getting a hard-on, all in one.

He’d vowed never to expose himself or Aaron to ridicule again.
Except he’d written a screenplay virtually guaranteed to expose them both. Why?

Foreign emotions flitted through him as he transcribed […]
Hurt. Confusion. Loneliness.
As if on cue, a scene manifested, so tangible he had only to pluck it out of the air and place it on paper. He sank into the warm cocoon of fiction—of a world he could control. He loved this headspace. It felt like getting high and getting a hard-on, all in one.

"We keep finding the most inappropriate places to make out, you know."

Sometimes it was a pain in the ass to be both a psychic and a skeptic.

Nat hadn’t had a bloke turn his head in years, and now the hottest dude he’d ever seen was embedding with his crew for the foreseeable future? […] Life just wasn’t fair.

What would it be like to be with someone who didn't hide, who didn't play games, who was that honest?

"He hates the violence."
"But he loves you."
"Yes," Miko said. "It is my lot in life."
Nasir shrugged. He couldn't disagree.

Toby's voice was already shaky and Miko knew that no matter how this night turned out, what he was doing to Toby now would be the most painful thing he'd ever done to anyone. "I am sorry."

Nasir's expression was grim as he inspected the damage, and even though his expression was rarely anything but grim, Miko felt somehow responsible for the sadness that his friend may not even be experiencing. Miko, frequently felt responsible for things that weren't his fault, as if subconsciously trying to give himself some level of importance when he knew that he wasn't.

Sid went to the window and pushed the curtain aside, looking out on the street, wondering if he'd already gotten in over his head. They hadn't chosen Rivers & Dunn because Sid Rivers was a rising legal phenomenon. They wanted Sid's firm because they needed someone who was in no way associated with the oil industry, or with Jeffery Phillips Marn. They also wanted someone who was just as disposable.

Sid went to the window and pushed the curtain aside, looking out on the street, wondering if he'd already gotten in over his head. They hadn't chosen Rivers & Dunn because Sid Rivers was a rising legal phenomenon. They wanted Sid's firm because they needed someone who was in no way associated with the oil industry, or with Jeffery Phillips Marn. They also wanted someone who was just as disposable.

No Easy Way

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No Easy Way

"Keep this. Reread it to refresh your memories. Because I plan on doing each and every thing your beautifully dirty mind came up with. And soon."

"Not happening," Cary said firmly, even as an electric shot went through his body. But it was too late--Dylan was already gone.

His fucking MO.