Catalyst (Chain Reaction, #1)

by Aurora Crane

If Will knew one thing, it was that shit could go FUBAR quicker than he could say “fuck,” and any kind of preparation made the danger that much more manageable.

Hamish and Jeremy—lovingly nicknamed Peanut Butter and Jelly,

Fuck Quinn and everything he had ever teased Peyton with and then refused to follow through on.

“Besides, we’re not exactly helpless. I was special forces, and I know that doesn’t mean much to you, but it means I know how to look after myself.” “Speak for yourself,” Parker grumbled. “I don’t have combat experience! I’m a primary school teacher!”

“Will and Peyton... being with them was the first time in eight fucking years that you didn't haunt me. Where I could close my eyes, and I didn't see you. Where I could feel them touching me and not think about how it didn't feel right because it wasn't you.”

“What are you two doing?” Quinn asked once he was in earshot. “We were trying to tick off a box in sex bingo, but your dog cockblocked us,”

We’re just waiting for you. Quinn wasn’t sure he’d ever heard a more perfect sentence. Five words that summed them up in a way he could have never hoped to describe. They’d all been waiting for each other. Waiting for this.

Seeing the three of them together made something in Quinn click into place. There was something magnetic about them, something special and once in a lifetime. Something that felt awfully like coming home. Quinn wanted to do everything in his power to hold onto this.

“Are you going to fuck me?” “No,” Quinn said. “I'm going to make love to you.” “You always were a cheesy idiot,” Sebastian said.

liked coffee, and the fact no one would let him consume any was just cruel and unusual punishment. Especially since he hadn't done anything wrong. Break one keyboard, smash one window, and incite one office riot, and suddenly caffeine was banned. The riot hadn't even really been his fault. Not really. Okay, the markers had been his idea, but he claimed ignorance for the rest of it.

Will stopped at the entrance to the bullpen and stared. Quinn was at his desk, with Grady leaning over him and pointing at something on his monitor. The moment that Quinn spotted him, the small smile on his face morphed into something bigger, something warmer. It made Will's heart rate pick up speed.

Peyton decided that they were going to have a serious talk about how Sebastian should conduct himself during hostage situations. Spoiler alert: this wasn't it.