Audiobook- M2M Romance/Erotica
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM) North American (US Upper Midwest - Fargo, Minnesota)Transcript
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kid felt pain, but he didn't smell soil. He didn't feel the cool ground under him. Afraid to do it. He opened his eyes a little to make sure he wasn't in the clouds floating around and trying to grow wings. Once he saw he was in a house and not heaven, he opened his eyes completely, seen a fireplace, a moss stone fireplace and, over the mantle, pictures of a redheaded man. He recognized it was the face he saw before he passed out his savior. You're awake. That's good moving. His head hurt. So he stopped and used his eyes alone, which also hurt to find the source of the voice. He didn't have to try hard. The man moved over and sat on the wicker trunk that was being used as a coffee table. Kids eyes moved us slowly as he could get them to, and he saw the man again. Red haired, beautiful trimmed beard in the same fiery color hazel eyes that were staring into kids with a few lines between his brows showing his concern. Ted didn't think he'd ever seen a more beautiful man. Are you okay? I'm he started, but his throat hurt water It hurt to? Not as well. He found out quickly enough. The man held the glass up to him that had a metal straw he took Ah, pull from. And immediately the pain subsided. Thanks. You got hit pretty hard. The paramedics will be here any minute. No matter. The pain kid didn't wanna lie like an invalid in front of such a hot man. It was stupid, Sure, but he had a standards. Great. Now everyone will know. I ****** up like Harrigan. Yeah, I had to call him. But to be fair, he called me first. He knew you were going to go out on your own the minute he left head blinked over him. Confused, huh? Yeah. Sorry. I thought he was crazy. But then there you were. Glad you're OK. The poachers. He got a smile for that. Always the forest Ranger, huh? They got away. But I was more concerned with you than trying to wrangle all of them. Good. Good thing is that you know, now what they all look like If you remember, he'd memorize their faces. There were what, like five of them? One I didn't see. Obviously. ****. This is messed up. He's going to kill me, and I'm probably going to get fired. And I really wanted to catch them. Technically, I did, but I didn't watch behind me, which I know better. But how did I know there was another one? I mean, ****, it doesn't really matter now. I'll be a great witness, but I didn't want to be a witness. I Suddenly there was a big hand over his mouth. Long fingers rested across his cheek, and for some reason, that melted him. His entire body went slack and he gazed into the hazel eyes. Seeing them turned serious. There was one part of him that wasn't slack. And he fidgeted, crossing one of his legs over the other toe. Hide its surprise appearance. Don't worry about any of that, Okay? The nod was all he could accomplish. Good, very good. Now I'm going to take my hand away and you're going to slow down and calm down. The words went into him like tiny hands moving his skin and muscle aside, slipping between his bones and becoming a part of him. He found himself wanting to whimper when the man took his hand away but he swallowed the noise, licked over his lips, trying to capture the taste of him. That's better. Sorry, I tend run off at the mouth. Another smile, and there were a few little laugh lines that appeared to the corners of his eyes. He was tall, even sitting. He could tell that. But when he'd risen to get kids water, he towered over the couch. Kid was on. He was trim, but Ted thought he could see muscles under that long sleeve T shirt in the perfect shade of blue. I can tell, but it's not good for your brain or your mouth to run too fast right now. Who are you? Oh, I'm Sean Ashby.