There was a stack of mobster movies on the coffee table, joined by a forgotten bowl of popcorn and the uncomfortable couch pillows. The movie flashed with gunfire and tense dialogue but Luke and Reid had long since stopped watching. Reid was pinned down, sinking into the crease between the back and the couch cushions from the weight of his lover. ( Read more... )

BANG. Luke startled awake. He instinctively reached for the other side of the bed, but his hand met nothing but the comforter. The door to the room was suddenly busted open and Luke scrambled up against the headboard grabbing the lamp on the bedside table as a weapon. Men with raised guns, dressed in military issued garb, filed in screaming at him ( Read more... )

Reid tilted his head to rest on Luke’s and let his lips kiss the golden bangs. His breathing soon changed. He was sleeping soft and snoring, gently blowing Luke’s hair back and forth.

Luke softly moved enough to pull something from his pocket. When the soldier had tackled him he had felt the phone painfully crack against his hip. His first ( Read more... )

Left 2 Die: Part 8

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Left 2 Die: Part 2

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