Ari has just gotten back to the hotel room when their phone begins to buzz on the nightstand. It’s Tate, they know even before they check the screen. “I could be busy, you know. In the middle of something very important.” “Uh huh. But you’re not,” Tate says, all easy confidence. “How’s New York?” The […]
Tate knows that Shae has found him. For real, now that he knows she’s not dead. Whatever let her do it has opened some sort of door, but it goes both ways. He can tell that she’s… waiting for something. Ari doesn’t like it at all. They’ve closed the door between them for security reasons,
8 – invasion (pt 1 – when the sky is black) Read More »
The footsteps alone are not sufficient to make him stir. Not even that there are two steps, or that one of them sounds especially harried. “My Lord?” He exhales a silent sigh at the second disruption of the day. The first had been some lowly soldier who shouldn’t have been allowed in at all, claiming
Ari feels Tate coming before the sounds of his footsteps, his breathing, his heartbeat, his quiet, nervous, “Hey?” Like he’s the one who isn’t supposed to be here. Like Ari isn’t the one in his office without an invitation. Turning, Ari meets his eyes and is hit with the rush of hey hi mate mine.
Somehow, Tate survives the rest of the week. Their schedules never quite align. A day where he could’ve met Ari for lunch, but he didn’t see the text until after. An evening where Kyah debated coming over for a bit, then talked herself out of it – all via a series of text messages while
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As it turns out, making out with both your mate and one of your oldest best frenemies does not inherently solve all of your problems. Who would’ve thought. After, they’d agreed that it was probably for the best if they took the rest of the weekend to think about things then got back together to
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Tate’s phone starts to buzz. “Hey, your phone’s ringing,” Ari calls. “Who is it?” “Uh. Just says C Sorenson?” “Oh. Answer it. I’ll be there in a second.” Before Ari can actually say anything, the voice on the other end says, “Afternoon, darling. Wanted to follow up on that drink. I could use one right
