HAPPY’S EVER
AFTER
Cade Creek
1
Happy O’Brian spent the
better part of his life isolated from the rest of the world. He was told he was
evil down to his soul. It was physically beat into him on a daily basis. He
lived with it, believing that his ultra conservative religious grandparents were
right until the day his mother was attacked. Seeking help changed Happy’s life
in ways he could never imagine and showed him a world he didn’t know
existed.
Answering a disturbance
call, Deputy Marc Walker meets a man that shocks him with his gentleness. When
he discovers Happy’s true nature, Marc wants to know everything about the man.
He wants to show him the world.
When the past rears its
head, and their lives are put in danger, Happy tries to do the right thing and
distance himself from his handsome deputy. But Marc has other plans for his
gentle giant and he’s not going to let a little thing like getting shot or
having escaped prisoners gunning for them interfere with those plans. Happy will
get his happy ever after.
STORY
EXCERPT
“Deputy Walker, we have a
report of a disturbance down at the feed and seed. Gus says there’s a bunch of
hoodlums harassing one of his employees out in front of the
store.”
Deputy Marc Walker rolled
his eyes. “I’m on it, Agnes.” He put his truck into gear and pulled out on to
the street, heading through town to the local feed and seed store. It was more than likely a couple of
teenage boys hollering at girls or something.
Considering the small size
of the town of Cade Creek, it didn’t take Marc more than few minutes to get
across town. When he pulled up in front of Fletcher’s Feed and Seed he
discovered that the disturbance was a little bigger than just a couple of
teenagers fooling around.
Marc slammed his truck into
park and jumped out, running up to the fight happening in the street in front of
the store. “That’s quite enough!” he shouted as he pulled Jeff Murkily and his
brother Brad off of another man. He stepped between the three men, pushing them
apart. “Enough!”
“He started it!” Jeff said
right away, pointing to the other man.
Marc’s mouth dropped as he
looked at the other man, and realized he was looking at the man’s chest. He had
to raise his eyes up several inches to see his face.
Damn.
“What happened
here?”
“We were just minding our
own business when this meathead came up and started shouting at us,” Jeff said.
“When we told him to leave us alone, he started throwing
punches.”
“We were just defending
ourselves,” Brad insisted.
Marc turned to look back at
the biggest damn man he had ever seen outside of a wrestling event. “What do you
have to say?”
The man’s lips thinned as
he pressed them together but that was his only response. Marc wasn’t even sure
he blinked.
“See?” Jeff said. “He knows
he was in the wrong.”
“Is this true, sir?” Marc
asked. “Did you start the fight?” Marc wanted to grind his teeth together when
the massive man just stood there. “Sir, you need to answer
me.”
Jeff laughed snidely.
“Maybe he doesn’t hear you, deputy. Maybe he’s one of those—”
Marc pointed a finger at
Jeff. “Say it and I’ll lock you up for the next month.” He hated bigots.
“You can’t do that!” Jeff’s
eyes blazed. “I didn’t do anything.”
Marc leveled a stare at
Jeff. He had known the man since high school and he was nothing but a bully, one
of the reasons Marc hadn’t automatically believed him when he arrived on the
scene. Jeff had been a bully in high school and he was still a
bully.
“Try me.”
“Just wait until the
sheriff hears about this.” Jeff’s face flushed red as his voice rose. “I’ll bet
he’d be real interested to hear his new deputy is threatening to lock people up
for defending themselves.”
“I heard it,” said a deep
voice from behind Marc. “And I agree.”
Jeff grinned as if he had
won that argument.
“Say one word out of place
and I’ll lock you up for a month.”
Jeff’s jaw dropped. “You
can’t do that.”
Sheriff John Riley’s grin
was even bigger than Jeff’s had been. The man crossed his arms over his chest
and stared at Jeff with an expression hat dared the man to argue with him. “Try
me.”
Jeff
sputtered for a moment then fell silent.
“What seems to be the
problem here?” John asked as he turned his attention to Marc.
“I’m still trying to figure
that out, sheriff,” Marc replied. “Jeff and Brad say that this man attacked them
and that they were merely defending themselves.”
“Is that true,
Happy?”
“No, sir,” came the quiet
reply.
Marc’s eyebrows shot up. He
wasn’t sure if it was from hearing the man speak or hearing his name. Or from
the fact that the eyes that finally rose up enough so he could see them were the
most stunning blue eyes he had ever seen in his life. It was like looking into
someone’s soul.
“Tell me what happened,
Happy,” John directed.
“I was sweeping the
sidewalk just like Mr. Gus told me to and then these two came and started
kicking dirt up on it.” A wrinkled frown worked its way across the large man’s
forehead. “I didn’t hit anyone, Sheriff.”
“He didn’t,
sheriff.”
Marc glanced up to see Gus
Fletcher standing in the doorway of his shop with a couple of customers.
“Jeff and Brad started the
whole mess. When Happy ignored them, they got pissed and started shouting at
him. That’s about the time I called the station. Happy just held his arms up in
front of his face.”
“Mama gets mad when they
hit me in the face.”
Marc felt a growl burn deep
in the pit of his stomach. “This has happened to you before?”
Happy shrugged.
“As I’m sure you can
understand, Happy has had a few problems due to his size,” John said. “People
tend to either be intimidated by him.” John waved his hand toward Jeff and Brad.
“Or they think they need to fight him to prove themselves.”
Marc could see where that
could be an issue. He stood at six foot two inches tall, not a short man. Happy
stood at least half a foot taller than him, and a good hundred pounds heavier.
The man was simply massive.
“Do you want me to lock
them up?”
“No, but we’re not going to
have any more trouble, are we boys?” John cocked his eyebrow at the two men.
“Because if we do, not only will I be going to have a talk with your pa, but
I’ll be locking you two up for a good long while.”
“Now, look here, sheriff—”
Jeff began.
“Do we need to take this
down to the station, Jeff?”
“You can’t do
this!”
Marc was waiting for the
man to stomp his foot.
“Shut up, Jeff,” Brad said
as he started pushing his brother toward the other side of the street. “You want
him to call pa down here?”
“Fine!” Jeff shouted. “But
this isn’t over.”
“It had better be,” John
said, “or you and I are going to have a serious difference of
opinion.”
Marc stood with his boss
and watched Jeff and Brad climb into their pickup and then spin their tires as
they took off down the street. “You want me to follow them and give them a
ticket for speeding through town?”
“No.” John chuckled as he
turned toward the feed and seed store again. “I’ll give their father a call
later and let him know those two are up to no good again.”
Marc nodded even as his
eyes strayed back to Happy. He was intrigued by the unusual manner in which the
man was watching him. It was almost shy in nature as if he wanted to look but
was afraid to get caught. It wasn’t something he could have expected from such a
large, intimidating man.
“Happy, how’s your mother?”
John asked.
Marc inhaled sharply when a
smile spread across Happy’s face. It changed the man’s whole demeanor. Marc
suddenly realized that he was dealing with a gentle giant. He doubted Happy had
a mean bone in his entire body.
ADULT
EXCERPT
Happy worried the corner of
his lower between his teeth. “You really think I could learn this stuff?”
The corner of Marc’s mouth
curved up. “I do.” There was pure confidence in that response, enough that Happy
started to believe Marc’s words might be true.
He leaned his head down and
pressed his forehead against Marc’s. “Thank you.”
The other side of Marc’s
mouth curved up, the man grinning. “Any time, Happy.”
Happy started to move back
when he realized he stood between Marc’s legs, his groin pressing against Marc,
and the man was hard. Happy licked his suddenly dry lips as his eyes dropped.
Oh man.
When his eyes flickered
back up to Marc, the man was watching him with hooded eyes. Something burned in
their blue murky depths that Happy was unfamiliar with, but he sure wanted to
know what it meant.
“I’m going to kiss you,
Happy.” Marc’s hand curved around the back of Happy’s neck, pulling him closer.
“If you don’t want me to, say something now.”
Happy pressed his lips
together, refusing to say anything. He wanted to be kissed. He dreamed of being
kissed. But only by Marc. He didn’t really want anyone else kissing him. Well,
maybe his mama but not like he wanted Marc to kiss him because that would just
be icky.
Marc started to lean
closer, paused and let out a small chuckle and then closed the rest of the
distance between them. Happy wasn’t sure what to expect when Marc’s lips brushed
against his. He had been kissed before, but only by his mother, and then only on
the forehead or the cheek.
This was nothing like that.
This made Happy’s toes curl
and his body start to sing. He groaned and leaned closer, wanting whatever Marc
offered him. There was a burning lust in his eyes that left Happy speechless.
The hand Marc had wrapped
around the back of his neck tightened and pulled him closer as Marc’s tongue
slid over his lips. Happy’s body tended with need when he felt Marc’s other hand
grab his hip then slide around to the small of his back.
Happy’s lungs burned for
oxygen but he refused to pull away. He opened his mouth when Marc’s tongue
pressed against the seam between his lips, the man’s tongue plunging in,
sweeping and exploring.
Happy grabbed Marc’s hips
when his head began to spin. He started to move, thrusting his aching dick
against the apex of Marc’s thighs. Marc pulled Happy closer, grinding against
him as their tongues dueled. He lightly bit Happy's bottom lip. Happy gasped,
returning the careful nip.
Marc consumed him with one
kiss that seemed to go on forever. Happy didn't want it to stop. Marc’s tongue
flickered over Happy’s lip, teasing, tantalizing. He murmured Happy’s name, sending Happy
into a wild craze.
He began to thrust against
Marc in earnest, feeling his hard cock sliding against Marc’s over and over
again, the only thing between them was the thinness of their pants. His thigh
muscles quivered, his legs threatening to give out as his balls drew so tight to
Happy’s body that they actually hurt.
Happy cried out as his back
arched, hot jets of seed ripped from his balls and filling his jeans. White
lights exploded behind his eyelids, stealing his breath. Happy gasped for air,
unsure of what exactly had just happened. He glanced at Marc.
Marc’s blue eyes dominated
his face as he stared at Happy. “Did you just come?”
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