Daniel > Recent Status Updates

"This might be forgivable, if this same person hadn’t been guilty of giving me absolutely zero updates on a certain Mr. Handsome he recently bumped uglies with.”
Danny covered his face with his hands. “Sorry, I’ve been a bad friend.” He peeked through his fingers.
“So it’s going good, huh? I get it. We’ve all been there. Sucked into the good dick vortex.”
“Chloe!”
She sighed dramatically. “I miss those days.”

The constant inner dialogue/musing (pretty much the same thoughts/worries over and over 🙄) is just not working for me ... so I think my biggest issue with this trilogy is I just don't care for the author's writing/plotting style. 🤷‍♂️ I know she's a very popular m/m writer ... but it's really not working for me. Ready for this trilogy to be over.

“No one touches you but me. And the only man who’ll ever touch me is you.”

“I do love it when you get all possessive.”

Still pinnin’ his hands to the bed, I rearranged us so I could spread his legs with my knees. I rocked into him, our jeans makin’ the most delicious friction. “How possessive do you want me to get?”

Trav grinned like he’d won first prize. “I want you to ride me like you stole me, Charlie.”

“Look, the way I see it, sex is full of slots & tabs. The slots have the tender things inside & the tabs are designed to get to the tender things. It’s very dry & scientific, and who cares. When someone looks at the person they love & says something sexy—”

“Fuck me,” Cully intoned. “Fuck me right now!”

“Yeah, that! Doesn’t matter what the tabs & slots look like. That’s the feeling, and that’s what matters.”

Okay ... Clark is annoying as all F**K!!! 😣 I do not enjoy cliche gay characters like Clark ... EVER! 🙄 Gonna cost this book a star ... at least! 😒

“Oh, love,” he said, taking Dante’s hand. “You and me, we can’t just not be. We can’t make love and then end. It’s like that crack in the fucking hallway to neverland. It’s against all the rules of nature. There has got to be a Dante-and-Cully. In any reality or any timeline there is, there’s got to be an us.”

There it was like sunrise in Dante’s eyes.
It was the acceptance, it was permission.
It was hope.

“Can I ask a favor?” he asked.

“Anything for you.”

“Can you not do that with anyone else?”

“I will not be touching any other person in that way, Danny. Human or vampire,” he ground out. “I would hope that you would not be either.”

“I’m not talking about the sex part, grumpy pants. Could you not…bite anyone else? Could it be just from me? It just felt so…intimate.”

“I will bite only you, my little king.”

"The past month has sucked. If you think I’m going through all this for a good frot on the couch, you’re high. We are by Goddess seeing this bullshit through if I have to draw a pentacle and spell you into my bed.”

Around them, the entire house gave a giant groan and a creak. Plaster chips fell from the ceiling and the ground shook beneath their feet.

“Uh, Cully,” Dante said, “Maybe use a different threat?”

“To the shower, Dante. I’d like to get to the kissing part too.”

“There’s going to be more kissing?”

“You know,” Cully demanded, “you do this big Italian himbo thing, and you have this rabid interest in sports that has nothing to do with the players’ asses, and you make this big deal about not being interesting, but not once since we met did I really think you were stupid until you asked that question."

A movement at the corner of his eye caught his attention. “Chloe?” Danny called out. No answer and no one he could see. He lifted and leaned over the counter, trying to peer around the corner. Nothing but empty beige hallway. He sat back down, giving himself a shake. “All right, Danny, let’s stop creating distractions for ourselves. Also, let’s stop talking to ourselves. We’re embarrassing us.”

Already lmao!

“You goddamn, flipping piece of crap, son of a hot potato!” Danny yelled, shaking his fist at the current bane of his existence. “You were put on this earth to torment me, weren’t you, spawn of Satan? Don’t even try to deny it.”

The copy machine did not, in fact, try to deny it.

“That’s what I thought,” mumbled Danny, a trifle smugly.

I can relate!

Becoming dull and tedious ... and wordy.
Disappointing so far ...
after high expectations. 😣

LOVE the premise ...
bad execution, though. 😒

Waitin' to do this with Robert and Ken as our next buddy read ...

stay tuned ...

😝

“What woke us up? The fuck is that?”

Josh, who was sort of a meatloaf, but Dante’s favorite kind of meatloaf, the kind with the big heart, stared out the same window and said, “Those fucking birds are fucking flying fucking upside down!”

Then Barty started hyperventilating about being late, and the morning turned into Abbott and Costello meet the Keystone Cops meet the Police Academy movies for good measure.