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Getting Gabe
Getting Gabe
Getting Gabe
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Getting Gabe

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Re-release of the same title, if you have the previous version please do not repurchase.

Unaware he has werewolf DNA, Gabriel is stunned to learn after an attack that he now has the ability to change into a wolf. Still reeling from the discovery of his family genetics he is surprised when his wolf self tried to claim a pair of twin fae.

Vien and Viell had come to help Anthony discover more about the mutant threat. When they discover a wolf shifter who claims to want them both they are shocked to realize they might have been looking in the wrong place their entire lives.

Note: There is no sexual contact between the twins.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherAmber Kell
Release dateJun 24, 2013
ISBN9781301942305
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Amber Kell

Amber Kell is a dreamer who has been writing stories in her head for as long as she could remember.She lives in Seattle with her husband, two sons, three cats and one very stupid dog. To learn more about her current books or works in progress, check out her blog at http://amberkell.wordpress.com.Her fans can also reach her at amberkellwrites@gmail.com.

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Getting Gabe - Amber Kell

Chapter 1

M arry 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. She had swept her dark hair up in a ponytail, and her brown eyes danced with humor.

Aw, come on, Gabe, you’re the perfect guy. You cook, you clean, and you even pick up your own underwear. She counted off his good qualities on her fingers.

I fuck guys, Gabe reminded her.

Faith shrugged as if the matter were inconsequential. So you have one minor flaw.

Gabe laughed as he scraped the last of the ice cream out of the carton and dumped it into a cup for himself. It might put a damper on your sex life.

After tossing the container, he took a bite of chocolate fudge chunky ice cream. He closed his eyes with bliss as the creamy flavor filled his mouth. Faith’s voice broke into his momentary obsession of chasing the little brownie bits around with his tongue.

Not with the guys I’ve been dating lately, and seriously, are all the architects at our firm gay or what? Faith asked.

That would be a statistical improbability. Besides, it would be discriminatory to hire someone based on sexual preference, whether they are gay or straight, Gabe pointed out.

Yeah, but if they never ask, they can’t be prosecuted, Faith counted, jabbed her spoon at Gabe to emphasize her point.

Gabe did a quick mental review of all the architects in the firm. Now that you mention it, I do 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.

I think he’s sweet, Faith said loyally. Whenever I ask for time off, he always approves it, and last year when my mother needed surgery, he paid the hospital bills.

I didn’t say he wasn’t a good boss. I said he’s scary. He has freaky eyes, and have you met the new consultant? What kind of guy works only at night? Skin disease, my ass, he just likes to sleep in. We work for a weird bunch, Faith. One day, we’re going to hear on the news that they’re all space aliens or something. Or worse. Gabe didn’t want to tell Faith he thought the consultant was a vampire. She’d have him committed or something.

Faith giggled. I think you’re just mad because we’re in an office of hot guys and none of them will give either of us the time of day.

He reluctantly smiled. Maybe. But you know who I think is the hottest?

Who? Faith leaned forward, intent on Gabe’s answer.

I saw this guy visiting Anthony once, his name was Dare. God, I’d love to lick those muscles.

What happened?

Gabe shrugged. Nothing. I smiled at him. He patted me on the back like I was his new best friend, then the guy with him, who I guess was his boyfriend, looked at me like he wanted to rip off my head and beat me with it. Why are the best ones always taken by assholes?

Maybe he’s just protective, Faith replied.

Gabe remembered the adoring look Dare’s boyfriend had given the friendly man. Maybe, but I’d like a man like that.

Like what?

Fine looking and friendly who’s always happy to see me. That’s not too much to ask is it? Gabe asked.

Faith made a soft scoffing noise. You could get a puppy with those requirements. Don’t you want someone who’s a tiger in bed?

If he’s gorgeous, he’ll be good in bed, Gabe countered.

How do you figure?

Practice. Anyone that good looking has got to have had a lot of practice.

Faith clacked her spoon against his.

Touché.

The play was good and the dinner after, fabulous.

I can’t remember the last time I had a steak that perfect, Gabe smiled at Faith, enjoying an evening out with his friend.

Me either. It’s been a nice night. Thanks for inviting me, Faith nudged Gabe’s shoulder with a friendly bump.

It was the least I could do for your birthday since you’re getting so old, Gabe teased, admiring her glowing complexion and shiny hair.

Yes, it was, the very least, Faith smacked him on the arm.

Wanna go get a drink? Gabe tilted his head toward the bar they were passing.

Faith shook her head. I’m bushed, and I’ve got to get my presentation ready for tomorrow. She worked for the landscape architecture division of their firm and spent a good deal of her time persuading customers to purchase native friendly plants.

Good luck.

Thanks.

She got into her car, and Gabe waited until she safely drove away. It would just kill him if he left Faith to walk to her car alone and something happened to her, though what he could do against a mugger or rapist, he didn’t know. He wasn’t exactly butch, and he doubted they’d be impressed with his ability to draw architectural plans freehand.

Thinking on his tasks for the following day, Gabe headed toward his own car, not paying attention to his surroundings until shadows separated from the

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