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Table of Contents Title Page Copyright Note from the Publisher Dedication Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six About the Author Also by Amber Kell Awards Reviews.
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Chapter One "Marry me." "Hell no!" Gabe looked horrified at his best friend Faith Jerrod. She was sitting on his kitchen counter eating ice cream out of a coffee cup because, as usual, all his bowls were dirty. Her dark hair was swept up in a ponytail and her brown eyes danced with humor as she looked at him.
"Yeah, but if they never ask they can't be prosecuted." Gabe did a quick mental review of all the architects in the firm. "I think a majority of them are gay, but you know I've never had a very good sense about those things. A guy practically has to write he's interested in glowing letters on his ass before I know he wants to date." "True," Faith giggled. "Very true. Remember Nicky? He sent you flowers for a week in order to get your attention." "Yeah, he was really romantic," Gabe sighed. "But bad in bed. No chemistry whatsoever." "What about Anthony?" "The boss?" Gabe shuddered. "I think his boyfriend is the local godfather or something, he always has those big thugs following him around. Besides Anthony makes me nervous, there's something seriously off about that guy." Gabe suspected Anthony was a shape shifter, or wizard, or something otherkin. His grandmother told him all about the otherworldly when he was a child, with bedtime stories of fantastic faery tales. She especially loved the werekin. As he got older he'd seen enough strange things in his life to know truth lived in his grandmother's tales.