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Arrowood by J R Gray

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Individual Stories
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J R Gray
18 February 2021
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Small towns thrive on gossip, and as the owner of the local bar I consider myself keeper of those secrets. The bar is like a confessional, a place to unload. My sanctuary where my secrets stay hidden and the focus is never on me.

I keep my world orderly. None of the bad touching the good. Little dividers allow me to live with myself, which isn’t easy in Arrowood.

It worked until my one lapse in judgement showed up to bite me in the ass.

My best friend’s arrogant, moody, and persistent little brother who just won’t take no for an answer. I’ve never wanted and hated someone so much in my life. He’s determined to pull my secrets out of me—I’m determined to resist him.

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“You don’t remember, do you?”

“I remember kissing you.” His nose traced my ear. “And I remember waking up alone…”

“We both woke up alone.” And I was glad for it.

He pressed his hips into my ass, throbbing into me. I swallowed back lust and the groan accompanying it. I couldn’t give in… could I?

“I want you.”

I wanted him, too. I had since the moment I laid eyes on him.

“You want me, too. I feel it.” His fingers skimmed under the front of my shirt, dangerously close to my hard-on. “Can I touch you?” One of the things that had drawn me to Sage. He asked. He always asked.

“Yes… No.” I hung my head, trying to find the calm I’d had but it was impossible to think with him this close.

“No?” he asked, tongue curling into my ear.

“No,” I said, less convinced.

“Doesn’t really sound like a no…” There was a smile to his words but he stepped back putting his hands up.

“I’m trying here.”

“Trying?” The amusement hurt.

“To gain some fucking composure around you.” I turned on him.

Why did he have to be so beautiful?

His smile spread into a wicked grin. “Impossible. I think it’s how I got you to kiss me the first time. I asked you so nicely and then sat in your lap.”

I loved and hated that he still remembered.

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When not staying up all night writing, J.R. Gray can be found at the gym where it's half assumed he is a permanent resident to fulfill his self-inflicted masochism. A dominant and a pilot, Gray finds it hard to be in the passenger seat of any car. He frequently interrupts real life, including normal sleep patterns and conversations, to jot down notes or plot bunnies. Commas are the bane of his existence even though it's been fully acknowledged they are necessary, they continue to baffle and bewilder. If Gray wasn't writing…well, that's not possible. The buildup of untold stories would haunt Gray into an early grave, insanity or both. The idea of haunting has always appealed to him. J.R. Gray is genderqueer and prefers he/him pronouns.

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