Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Frosty Fiction, Day 11: Ty and Abe

“Link? Link, did you RSVP to that party with Mrs. Hannibal and the Historical Society?” Ty looked at his calendar, the scribbled ‘party’ there in huge scrawled not-written-by-him letters.


“And did you tell them yes?” Those women were powerful old biddies and Abe wanted that remodel job for the city hall entryway.


Ty’s lips twisted. “So... what is this on my calendar?”

At least Abe hadn’t just left the old girls hanging, right? Right?

Abe wandered in from the front, face wreathed in a purely evil grin. “You got plans tonight.”

“Do I?”

That grin just got wider. “Uh-huh. C’mere.”

He headed over, not sure what his lover was up to, but knowing he was up for it. “What did you do?”

A dark, soft blindfold covered his eyes, then warm lips brushed his ear. “We got plans, baby.”

“Plans?” Oh, fuck.

“Uh-huh. Gonna blow your mind. Trust me?”

“Always.” Forever.

And he couldn’t wait.



Ty and Abe's story is Long Road Home, for those of you that haven't been hanging with me for 293479 years. ;-)

Y'all know the drill by now. Comment! :D

Much love,



Anonymous said...

"Trust me?”
“Always.” Forever.

*happy sigh*

kaytee said...

Ty and Abe (a/k/a Tiny and Linc) one of the first of yours that I read and if anyone hasn't read it, find and read it NOW!!! I will now have to pull it out and read it again.
Thanks for bringing them back out.

Katherine Halle said...

Oh I agree with Button :D

Rachel said...

I don't know how I could have missed that one :(