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109 pages, ebook
First published October 29, 2016
"Why did he have to be so adorable when he was sleeping? Most men made low, primitive sounds or snored or ground their teeth and they farted and scratched their ass and balls. Sage looked like a puppy dreaming about butterflies and rainbows."
"When I first met your mom she said I might be the antichrist,” he said and Sage rubbed the back of his neck. “You heard that?” He asked and Jeremy gestured dismissively. “It’s an obvious assumption and I took it as a compliment”
“What are you going to do if you see someone push our son on the playground or if a boy breaks your little girl’s heart?” He asked and Jeremy frowned. “I’d punch the little son of a bitch in the throat,” he said and Sage gave him a pointed look. “That’s not something we can ever do,” he said and Jeremy narrowed his eyes. “Unless no one finds out,” he corrected
He could feel Sage’s arousal more acutely than his own. His own body demanded Sage’s release. He wanted to swallow it, bathe in it and own it.
“I love you so much. You think I saved you but I think you found me and you saved me”~Lavender



