The Office 5: Let me handle this

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Alasdair finally decides he's the one who needs to get through to Wayne because Dash is making such a mess of it.

The Office 4: Popcorn and Candy or "Dash, Honey"

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The only thing missing as far as Alasdair can see is the popcorn and the candy.

“Wayne, you don’t know shit. And put your damn pants on.”

“I can’t.”

“What the fuck do you mean, you can’t?”

“I threw them out the window after I took them off.”

“Oh for… Why the hell did you do that?”

“I wanted to surprise you.”

“You damn well did that.” He strode to the door. “Harley!”

“Can you tell him to bring popcorn?” Alasdair called to Dash.

“What?” Confusion stopped Dash dead.

“I need popcorn for the rest of this. And maybe a candy bar or two.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“Dash, honey…” Wayne didn’t like being ignored.

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The Bear's Cake: WIP

 

Work in Progress 

which means sooner or later.  Probably later

George stared at the stocked trout stream.  Annoying, that’s what the fuck it was. Totally annoying.  He hated fish. Couldn’t stand the taste, broke out in hives. Let a wild and woolly moment happen and now he was hunting a damn fish for supper.  Worse, he craved it. He glared at the stream.  

He itched.  Everywhere.  At least he wasn’t allergic to fur. That would be royally fucked. At least he had made it into the woods before he lost it.  Damn it. He had better control than this.  Or not. With a mental sigh, he took a half-hearted swat at the trout grinning at him. Bastard. He hated fish.

The itching intensified. Giving up on the trout, George walked back toward the woods to the tree prime for good old bear back scratch.  It looked sturdy enough to handle him. Rubbing against it, he was pleased to discover it held up to his massive weight. Ah, tree felt good. Damn he itched. Welcome to spring.  Everything itched in the spring.  Not only craving fish, but allergic to pollen too. 

Branches snapped, leaves swished and crunched. Something or someone ran toward him.   Combination of strawberries, cardamom and cream reached his nose.  It put him in mind of the Strawberry and cream cake with cardamom syrup he loved. One more slow long knee bend, he stopped scratching to listen.  

“Help!” A male voice called.

Okay, that didn’t sound good; the smell was coming from that direction.  The crashing stopped and sounds of a struggle grew.

A different male voice, hot with anger and passion, snapped. “Bitch, you want it.  You fuck Dan, you can fuck me.

George lumbered toward the sound.  

A man had someone pinned under him. He threw a punch, knocking the fight out of the other man. “You better be a good lay.”

“I didn’t fuck Dan and I don’t want you.”  Pinned, the other tried to push him off. “Let me fucking go.”

“You think I hired you just to cook. You need to learn to bend over when I want it and it starts today.”  He grabbed the man’s shirt and tore it.

“No.” The one pinned tried to buck himself free.

They didn’t notice as George crept up behind them. Okay so not crept.  It’s freakin’ hard to creep when you weighed 1500 pounds.  Yep, the cake smell came from the one trying to escape. The manhandling pissed George off. That was cake he was damaging.

George barked.

The guy on top shot up. “Oh Jesus God.  It’s a fucking Grizzly.”  

He ran. 

The cake laid there, blue eyes wide.  Dark wavy hair had fallen in his face. A classic. Cake plus a Greek statue.  George noted he needed a shave. He also looked as terrified as only a man who had a 1500 pound grizzly standing over him could... which made sense, George figured. He had one standing over him.

George lowered his head for a sniff, curious if he tasted like he smelled, and all the poor guy saw was teeth.  He closed his eyes. A wet tongue licked his face. He did what any sane person would do when licked by a grizzly, he fainted.

Concerned George nuzzled him. Getting no response, he pawed him. No movement. He shifted into his human form.  “Hello beautiful. How did you get in this fix?”

A large lump formed on the back of Cake’s head.  Shit, he didn’t have a damn cell phone with him. Hell, he didn’t have clothes, either. He searched the Cake’s pockets. Luck. One cell phone. He dialed. “Hey Frank?  I need you and Jeri. No I’m not hurt. No, I didn’t hurt anyone.  Yes, someone is hurt. I found him. Yes, I need clothes. I’ll meet you at the park”

The Cake was still out cold.  George picked him up cradling him against his chest. When he reached the edge of the park, he laid the Cake down on a bed of leaves.  Jeri got out of her car with her medical pack. He waved her over.

The Office 3: You broke my window?

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And the saga continues.  Alasdair isn't worried about Wayne any more and is finding the whole thing entertaining.  He also figures his mate got himself into the situation and needs to get himself out.

Dash and Wayne

 Bonus scene from the start of Confounded


“And you have a phone call on line number one from Wayne.”

“Damn it.”

“Have fun.” Jason headed for the door.

“And cancel my morning appointments.”

“Yes, sir.” The door shut.

Taking a sip, Dash picked up the phone. “Yeah.”

“Yeah? Dash, honey, just yeah? I’m shocked.”

“Wayne, what do you want?”

“Well, aren’t we rude? If you end up sleeping with your hand…”

Dash cut his lover off, “Wayne, I’ve got a hundred things to do, and George isn’t available to do the test on the bike, and I have to take over.”

“Fine. About dinner tonight…”

“That’s been canceled.”

“What? I have a brand new outfit for that dinner and I spent a lot of money on my hair.”

“Wayne, I didn’t invite you along.”

“You need at least someone to help you represent the pack. And it isn’t like they don’t know you are gay and we’re a couple.”

“It was canceled.”

“Why?”

“It can’t be helped.”

A loud sigh greeted him. “Okay. I’ll make sure you get the bill. Do you want me to cancel the arrangements we made?”

“For what?”

“For the limo.”

“What limo?”

“The limo for the party. I ordered it.”

“Wayne, for gods sakes, you weren’t invited. Why?”

“Because you’re the Alpha. We can’t just show up in that ratty old jeep of yours.”

“Wayne…”

“We need to uphold our image with the other pack and the Northwestern Pack.”

“Just cancel it.” Dash ground out.

“Fine.” Wayne slammed the phone down in his ear.

Dash hung the phone up. Wayne was getting way too pushy. He wasn’t the Alpha Mate, nor would he ever be. Maybe it was time to look elsewhere, before Wayne got more attached. So much for friends with benefits.

The Office [part 2]

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The Office scene continued.  Alasdair is figuring out that Wayne, while very pretty, is not very bright.  In fact bright may be stretching it.

“Get him away from me!” Wayne jumped behind the couch.

“Shut up, Wayne.” Dash stepped between them again.

“He doesn’t belong here!” The screech hurt his ears.

Dash roared at the nitwit, “He damn well belongs here. He’s my Alpha Mate.”

“You love me!”

“Wayne. You give me a headache.”

Alasdair shifted back. He sat on the desk watching the fireworks.

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 From Confounded by Harrison J. Phillips

Alasdair’s large family drove him crazy. Six loud boisterous alpha brothers made family life hell for a quiet alpha and as soon as he could, he moved out into his own home. Now the only thing missing was his mate.

His wonderful submissive beautiful little mate who was out there somewhere. He just knew it. And Fate answered him. Just not the way he had it planned out. Now he’s stuck reforming his biker bum alpha mate into something that will fit into his life.

Dash, short for Dashiell Williams Parkes III, was testing the new prototype motorcycle his company was going to produce when his mate, an alpha, slammed into him with a car. And then he proceeded to yell at him for breaking his ’63 Corvette!

After the first whiff of mate, there was no way he was letting this wolf get away even if he was a prig. He let his mate assume he was an out-of-work biker bum who fixed motorcycles to pick up cash while he worked on his mate’s attitude and plan to reform him into being a suitable Alpha Mate.

Excerpts from the chapter will be posted on Fridays.  At the end of the month the full scene from the chapter will be posted. Expect that on May 1st.