by A. R. Moler
"Are you aware that P will be paying you $5000 for your few days in Vegas?"
"That much?" she asked.
"Yes. You have identifiable skills that are shared by only three others, and even theirs aren't exactly the same." Peter got up and crossed the room to where she stood. He ran a finger down her nose and over her lips. "And then there's us. Us in the you, me and Danny sense."
"I know," she whispered.
He could feel the tight knot of guilt and longing and uncertainty that wound through her body.
"It's been good, we have chemistry, and we live two hundred and fifty miles apart," said Peter.
"Which is drivable. It takes about five hours. I've known some people to do the bi-coastal thing for a while just to keep relationships together."
"How realistic is that?"
"In this age of texting, cell phones, internet and webcams, why not? Jen, I don't want to give up because it might be difficult," Peter pleaded.
Danny came down the hall toward them. He gave Peter a slightly confused frown.
"We were talking about distance issues," said Peter.
"Yeah, we need a game plan or a schedule of who drives where and when," Danny replied. He walked up behind Jennifer and put his arms around her, resting his chin on her head. "Why do I have the distinct impression you think this is somehow the end?"
"We're going to be apart. Relatively far apart," she said sadly.
"Yeah, and? I have enough freaking frequent flier miles from this job to send you to Bangkok and back for free," Danny said.
"I told her it's less than five hours away. I know a guy in Norfolk who drives home from DC almost every single weekend to be with his family," Peter offered. "It's not impossible."
"You could move down here," suggested Danny.
"I have a job, a job I actually like reasonably well. I know nothing about the colleges down here."
"What about your artwork? One time you said you wished you had more time to explore it," Danny continued.
"I only make a few thousand dollars a year at that. I can't live on that."
"I am not going to let you slide out of my life." Peter bit back the angry hurt he felt. It seemed like she was generating excuses for their relationship not to work, but the tension in her body belied the idea.
"You have Danny," she blurted out.
Damn it, now he was annoyed. "I want you! I want you and Danny. What do I have to do to convince you that you aren't a convenience or just some toy for him and I to share? I love you and I want you in my life. Sending you a state away is tearing a fucking hole in my heart and having Danny close will only ever fix half the damage!" Peter knew he was losing his temper, and he didn't care.
He watched a tear slide down her cheek. Danny's arms were still around Jennifer. Peter saw Danny turn his head a little and lay his cheek against Jennifer's head.
"I love you, Jen, and I love Peter. Please, if we lose you…" Danny's voice trailed away and he reached toward Peter, pulling them all together. Peter's arms enveloped his two lovers. Jen's face buried against Peter's shoulder, her hand curled around Danny's wrist.
"Love you, both," she whispered.
***
"How long's she been gone?" Peter asked, flopping down on the sofa beside Danny.
"Um, about two hours," answered Danny.
"Fuck, seems like longer."
Danny's arm curled around Peter's shoulders and Peter slouched into the embrace. "If we call her while she's driving, it'll just distract her. She needs to focus on the road."
"I know. I still feel like I should have stowed away in her trunk," Peter replied.
Danny chuckled. "You and I both have work-related crap to do tomorrow. She is a competent adult, you know, and she was taking care of herself pretty well before either of us entered the picture."
"Do you miss her?"
"Hell, yeah. I keep having this thought that she's just somewhere else in the complex and all I'd have to do is spend five minutes looking for her." Danny kissed Peter on the temple.
***
Suffolk to Baltimore was a tediously long and boring drive. Jennifer had let a friend sublet her house while she was away. Now as she walked through the house, she noticed small things had been moved. It was no big deal. The trade-off for making sure her house was looked after for ten weeks of the summer was worth the minor hassle.
Upstairs in the bedroom, her renter had even obligingly taken all the sheets off the bed and left a stack of clean ones sitting there. It was almost midnight and tomorrow Jennifer had a faculty meeting and a batch of prep to do. Sleep would be a good plan. As she began to make the bed, memories of sleeping with one and often two additional people crowded her thoughts. The thought of sleeping alone tonight so far away from Danny and Peter made her chest ache.
When she finished making the bed, she sat down on the end and gazed at the sheet of glass held onto the wall by a wide wooden frame. There was always a bucket of markers on the floor beside it. She picked up a black one and began to draw. This was not the usual sort of thing she used the glass for. Stark clean lines outlined the shape of faces and shoulders and bodies: Danny and Peter. In the center between them, she left a blank space, a void.
Finished, she tossed the marker back into the bucket, and tried to distract herself by unpacking. The ring of her cell phone broke the quiet, and she smiled at the caller ID listed.
"Hi, Danny."
"Are you home yet?" he asked.
"Yeah. I got back about thirty minutes ago. I'm just trying to unpack and get myself on track for work tomorrow."
"We'll see you in eight days, as long as there aren't any major disasters around here. We'll be up there for Labor Day weekend."
"Traffic's going to be a total bitch, you know," she commented.
"Doesn't matter. If it can't be both of us, one of us will come. Stick with the plan, babe. Every other weekend. I'm trying to figure out the commuter flight thing, too. BWI to Norfolk seems like a no go unless you want to have to fly to Philly or North Carolina first. The closest we may be able to get is Dulles or Reagan to Norfolk. Like I said, I have an absolute ton of frequent flier miles. We may as well burn some of them and save you some driving."
"If driving gets me to you and Peter…" she said. "Damn, I miss you already." She stared at the ceiling, hoping for some sort of inspiration against the hollowness she was feeling. "Is Peter there?"
"Yeah, I'm here," Peter responded. "You're on the speaker. We miss you, too."
***
On Labor Day weekend, Jennifer bought a king sized mattress and Peter and Danny helped her break it in.
#2 in the Division P universe
Hell Dogs Squadron
Navy F/A-18 pilot Lt. Cameron Bradshaw juggles a second government job in addition to his military commitments. He's a psychic finder for a mysterious agency known as Division P. Just as he starts the next Division P assignment, nearly lethal motorcycle accident nearly takes his life.
If not for the talents of gifted healer Dr. Mason Flynn, the Lt. might be dead. As the slow process of recovery begins, Mason Flynn is drawn to the injured pilot. A mix of shared psychic talents and physical attraction slowly binds them together, but the people responsible for Cam's accident escalate the affair, and soon Mason is running for his life.
A mad impromptu flight to Meridian Naval Air Station leads Cam and naval intelligence to a direct confrontation with a group of missile thieves. A vicious firefight leaves Mason scrambling to save teammates, but the final endgame forces Mason to do the unthinkable, and put his own sanity in jeopardy in the process. Can Cameron and Mason survive the trials thrown at them and their burgeoning relationship?
#3 in the Division P universe
Seeking the Balance
Lt. Cameron Bradshaw is an adrenaline junkie. You have to be to be a navy fighter pilot. It would never occur to him that his new lover, Dr. Mason Flynn, would think buying a new motorcycle to replace the one that was destroyed in his near fatal
accident, was an insanely stupid idea. A vicious argument, an opportunity to cheat and some mistaken assumptions lead to worry and stress between the two men. A dying patient and assignment in Boston leads Cam and Mason to making choices that are both uncomfortable and difficult.
As Mason tries to come to terms with the concept of a patient he cannot save, seeing an old lover, and realizing that Cam Bradshaw’s love for him may run deeper and stronger than he dared to hope all weave together into Mason working toward learning when it’s time to let go of old fears.
#4 in the Division P universe
Falling from a Height
Navy SEAL and Division P operative Jonas Nightengale is sent to Ft. Detrick, MD to determine who tried to divert a highly secret experimental missile. Sergeant Sarah Quilleran is in charge of security for the weapon and is overseeing the site where the missile landed-"in" the side of a cliff. While trying to use his psychic abilities (the talents that make him a part-time Division P agent) the two nearly fall from the cliff. Jonas saves Sarah's life and still manages to retrieve some information about the instigators of the security breach.
Sarah Quilleran is on emotional lock-down. She has spent her whole life denying that her psychic abilities are anything more than an occasional really accurate hunch. Her erratic, untrained gift often leaves her with either too much or too little information about the people around her. Things get sticky when the folks who want that weapon decide that they really want it, and are willing to do anything to get it. Will a bullet end the beginnings of Jonas' and Sarah's relationship?
#5 in the Division P universe
Zero to 165
Most of the time life bumps along pretty predictably, viruses and vacations, Christmas and work issues, career and relationship choices. This is certainly true for part time Division P operatives Mason Flynn and Cameron Bradshaw. Mason is a doctor and a healer. Cam is a Navy pilot and a finder. Between building a life together and the stresses of managing both their part time and full time careers, life is pretty full for both guys. But sometimes, life throws a world-altering curve ball. Laws change. The past reaches out into the present and drops a miraculous bomb. Psychic stresses develop. People’s realities alter in unpredictable ways. But Mason and Cam have each other even as their life grows in some very, very unexpected ways.
#6 in the Division P universe
Don’t Fret the Timing
Secret Service agent Vaughn Breckenridge works the Treasury side of his agency. He’s just been told that he’s about to be evaluated for additional training. Sumiko Pierce isn’t at all what he’s expecting. She’s testing for psychic abilities for the mysterious and near mythical Division P. Vaughn knows he’s got an exceptional gut instinct, but he doesn’t want to admit that it might be just a bit more than that. He doesn’t have a clue what is about to hit him.
Sumiko Pierce is rebuilding her life after a devastating car accident left with her with serious injuries, some long-term, others healing slowly. It’s hard enough to get around and do her job in a wheel-chair--even if it’s only for a while. The last thing she needs is a hard-headed Secret Service agent pushing his way into her life in the same way she’s pushing into his head. On the other hand, Vaughn’s really attractive, inside and out.
He’s got the abilities. She’s got the abilities and the skills to teach him how to really start using those gifts. They are each going to have to let down their personal barriers in order to make it work. Will they manage it in time to save her life?
#7 in the Division P universe
Braided Lives 2: Splicing
Jennifer Sebastiano likes having control of her life. As a psychic, more control is always better. Her lovers, Danny Valentine and Peter Vthoulkas feel pretty much the same way for similar reasons. But life has a way of turning sideways for everybody, even Division P operatives--maybe especially Division P operatives. When Danny’s mental protections start to fail and Jen runs into a mugger, Peter’s suddenly got his hands full. As their lives get complicated, none of the three likes living four or five hours apart, but Jen isn’t sure she wants to turn her life completely upside down to move nearer the guys either. Why is it always the woman who has to upend her universe when relationships get serious? Now life has dumped a whole lot of trouble into their laps and the three of them have to figure out how to handle it all. These are the sorts of issues that either pull lovers closer together--or split them apart. And it’s pretty much up to Jen to decide which it will be.
#8 in the Division P universe
Begin and End with You
Late one night, while driving home after a shift, Richmond City Detective Brayden Milbourne, finds a man stumbling alongside the road, bloody and confused. Shocking enough to find him; more shocking is that Brayden knows the man. He and Jamie Ketelsen had hooked up during a memorable weekend not long ago.
Fun then, but now, Jamie is a CIA field agent with a major problem. He can’t remember his name or how he got on that dark road. He doesn’t remember Brayden either. The situation only gets more complicated when it becomes obvious that Division P, the government agency that deals with psychic agents, needs to be involved.
Can a man who only has the present connect with a man who might have to arrest him for his forgotten and dangerous past?
#9 in the Division P universe
The LD50 of Memories
Navy Pilot Cameron Bradshaw and orthopedic surgeon Mason Flynn are fast working towards solidifying their new family. But life is full of bumps and bruises-- from a sudden lack of diapers for their daughter to Mason's bigoted father passing away. Cam is having scary psychic shock episodes too. After a terrible experience doing a Division P body-finding job, Cam's shields crash hard and he suffers life threatening physical side effects. The solution complicates their lives further. Still, between Jane, their new nanny, and the men reconnecting with an adult sibling apiece, they can see their new family forming around them. Maybe it's time to make it all official?
#10
Coming in 2017
