All First Chapter Samples

“This is the dumbest idea you’ve ever had. This is worse than the time you dragged me to the swap meet to find a guy.” Some ideas online were fucking jokes and weren’t meant to be taken seriously. “This is going to explode in my face.”

Or worse…I’d end up being ignored and looking stupid.

Yes, that would definitely be worse.

“You know, if those pants were just a little tighter in the ass, he might be more tempted to bend you over that desk.”

Thankfully, Austin had waited until Shane closed the door before starting to drive me crazy.

“Stop that.” I rolled my eyes then glanced toward the door, double-checking that it was securely closed. “Do you know how hard it is to find a decent admin?”

Finding a spouse was easier.

At least, the way my father kept threatening to handle the situation was.

A situation.

That’s what he called an unmarried omega over thirty. I’d say he was living in another time, but he was living in another universe.

“I don’t like soup.” I sounded like a little complaining that I didn’t want all my food mixed up in broth…but I didn’t want all my food mixed up in broth.

“That’s good to know?” Dante frowned at the takeout container I was holding like he was expecting it to jump out of my hands. “I know that’s probably related to something I should understand, but I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

He really needed to pay more attention to everything else not related to Professor Winslow, his new little and partner.

It was entirely possible that bringing Reid to a wedding slash collaring ceremony might not have been the best idea.

However, in my defense, he’d asked me about it when I’d been exhausted after pulling a double shift, and all I’d wanted was to play with my toys. He’d been trying to be nice and had made me dinner with wine and everything, and my guilt had made me answer honestly when he’d asked what I had planned for the week.

“Nolan, a very interesting…gentleman just asked me what I thought about public displays of punishments in control-based relationships.” Reid’s eyes were just a little too wide as he handed me my drink.

Clearly, sending him to the reception table by himself hadn’t been the best idea. I was on a winning streak this week. “Was he taking a survey or coming on to you?”

As I sipped what seemed to be punch someone had spiked, Reid froze and cocked his head. “I don’t know.”

“Then it was a survey. It’s obvious when they’re interested.” And no matter how good-looking Reid was, he didn’t radiate an invitation to flirt with him.

“No. I’m sorry but that’s terrible logic. Useful is a much better indication of a successful long-term partnership.” How did people make such ridiculous decisions about dating? Especially two such attractive men. “What can you do? Home repairs? Balance his checkbook? Do you plan really good vacations?” There were so many more skills that would be useful long term and practical was incredibly sexy. “Um, no.” The athletic-looking blond blinked at me as the slightly bored businessman who’d been chatting him up cocked his head curiously. “I…I give good head?” “That’s not going to work. Eventually his dick isn’t going to work either.” And there was definitely an age gap between the two men, so we had to consider that. […]

“You’re sure you want me to come? I know this isn’t exactly like a job interview but…” I didn’t know how to phrase it without sounding mean, but how many job interviews did you bring your boyfriend to, much less your Dom and Daddy?

Bryan threw himself down on the couch, looking frustrated. “You didn’t hear him. I want the internship, but he said applicants had to be able to explain why they wanted to work in a practice that handled more unique relationships. Well, ours is unique, but if I have to tell him, then you have to be there.”

“I’m not saying I won’t be there for you, B, but I just want to make sure you know what you’re doing. You want this, right?” I still wasn’t sure it was a good idea. When he’d come back from class last month talking about this crazy guest lecturer they had, I was glad he’d found the guy interesting. When it turned into a possible internship, I’d been excited—until I’d heard about the fine print.

He gave me a confused look. “I do, but it’s…I…I have to talk about it—with a stranger. This is the perfect opportunity though. As long as I don’t give myself a heart attack or something.”