by Carter Quinn
"When did you know?" I asked out of curiosity.
He laughed lightly. "Well, I've suspected it for a long time, but earlier tonight, when you stared me down from the face-off circle, all I wanted to do was throw my mask off, charge over there and kiss you silly."
I laughed and kissed his t-shirt-clad chest. "You're only about a dozen years behind me, but I'll take it."
"Well, it was appropriate tonight."
"Why?"
"Because ... it was a dark and stormy night."
I bit his nipple. Hard.
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Carter Quinn was born and raised in Kansas. After a brief move to the sunny beaches of Florida, he returned to the vast open spaces of Kansas to settle down with his faithful canine companion, who rules the house with an iron paw. Carter's first novel, The Way Back, is expected from Dreamspinner Press this summer. See an excerpt from The Way Back and read more about Nate and Trick at http://carterquinnbooks.com/. Find Carter on Facebook at www.facebook.com/- carterquinnbooks or follow him on Twitter at www.twitter.com/carter_quinn.
