Soul Struck by Jacob Z. Flores

Soul Struck by Jacob Z. Flores

Author:Jacob Z. Flores [Flores, Jacob Z.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-63476-682-1
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2015-12-14T05:00:00+00:00


I GRABBED Mason’s pea coat for Kale and my leather jacket, and twenty minutes later we were in my father’s Jag and heading over Ocean Avenue on the way to peace and quiet. It would do the both of us good. We’d been cooped up in the house too long, and if I stayed in there any longer, someone was going to get hurt. My money was on Mason. He’d been so much more irritating than usual that he was even starting to get on Drake’s nerves. The two of them were usually too busy swallowing each other’s tongues to do anything else, but they’d been snipping at each other instead.

I couldn’t really blame Mason, though. He was like me. He wanted to get out there and get the job done. If we went against orders, the Edwells would be named the new protector coven for the Order of Black, and there was no way I was going to let those bastards take the honor that was rightfully ours.

“You’re a million miles away again,” Kale said. He sat sideways in the seat so he could look at me. “I thought the purpose of this outing was to relax and not mull everything over in silence.”

“You’re right,” I said with a smile. “No business. Just fun.”

“Does fun mean more of that magical potion you called whiskey?” he asked, baring his full set of white teeth at me.

I groaned. “No, it does not.” Getting Kale buzzed once was more than enough. I still hadn’t recovered from his Backstreet Boys marathon.

“Too bad,” he said with an absentminded shrug. “I enjoyed the way it made me feel all warm and tingly inside. Don’t you like feeling that way?” He leaned against the headrest and lingered his gaze on mine.

I did, but Kale looking at me the way he did accomplished that far more easily than the alcohol. I could get drunk on that any day of the week. “Yes, but the answer is still no.”

“So what are we going to do, then?”

“I’m taking you someplace I think you’re going to like. Chances are we’ll be the only ones there too.”

Kale narrowed his eyes and looked me up and down. “Are you taking me on a date?”

I nodded. “Wait. What?” I asked, doing a double take between Kale and the road that briefly swerved before me.

“Hey!” he complained with one hand on the seat and the other on the dashboard. Passing cars blared their horns at me. “I’d like to arrive to our date in one piece.”

I didn’t cuddle, and I sure as hell didn’t date. I occasionally shared meals and beds with people I found attractive. Those were hookups. Dating meant something else entirely, and the idea both intrigued me and almost made me shit myself. “This isn’t a date,” I said, shaking my head.

“That’s not what you just said.”

“I wasn’t paying attention.”

Kale wiggled his index finger at me. “Too late. You said it’s a date, so it’s a date.” He nodded his head once to make his point.



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