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Aedon can't wait to go on the three week break from school. His parents are off on a vacation for two of them and he's going to have the entire house all to himself. Except he forgot about a school project. One that would be half of his science grade, a grade he needs in order to graduate. The project? The class needs to "partner up" and take a baby home.

Luckily, it's only one of those computerized things, and Aedon's convinced it's not really a physiological exercise in "The Effects of a Child on a Young Couple". He thinks it's a not so veiled attempt at sex education; as in scaring the hell out of the seniors into not having any. Thing is, most of the seniors are already eighteen years old. It’s going to fall pretty much on deaf ears.

And to top it off the great Tarell Alan has decided Aedon is going to be his "wife" for the project. But Aedon's not worried. Tarell did it to prove a point. He isn't really going to spend the whole three weeks helping Aedon to take care of a baby. Especially one that seems to cry all the time.

But Aedon turns out to be wrong. Now Aedon is on his feet constantly, walking a colicky baby and running from a horny daddy! What’s a boy to do?

EXCERPT:

Kedon ungracefully stumbled to his feet. “You… you can’t do that… Tarell…” Kedon heard the murmurs start up again, angry murmurs, pissed off murmurs, probably murmurs of how they were going to hunt Kedon down and rip out his heart. “I’m a guy! Pick a girl!” That got a roar of approval.

Tarell had never been one for words. Not that Kedon knew, of course. They did not run in the same circles at all, not a big surprise. But he had heard that Tarell was ‘super way cool’ and ‘totally awesome’ and part of that reason was he didn’t talk much.

Tarell used those powerful long legs to come down the aisle to Kedon’s desk, to where Kedon stood. But Kedon was not going to give the guy any ground. He would stay right here, thank you very much. Of course the god towered over him. Kedon was not tall by any standard, barely coming to Tarell’s shoulders, he had to bend his neck to look up into those silver eyes.

Tarell reached out with his right hand and snaked it around Kedon’s waist, that large hand landing at the small of his back, and pulled. Kedon had no choice but to obey, his eyes going wide. With his other hand Tarell reached up and grabbed a handful of Kedon’s hair at the back of his head. Pulling slightly, making Kedon know who was now in control, Tarell lowered his face toward Kedon.

Kedon was shocked but thought it had to be a joke, a karma thing for Kedon’s thoughts from earlier. He was also thinking, at this moment anyway, Tarell was simply going to whisper that same something in his ear as he had with that girl, maybe as testimony to how good this joke really was, the class was going to crack up at this for sure. Kedon would cover his mouth with his hand, bat his eyes and laugh as irritatingly as he could. He just hoped no one would take a picture since shit like that tended to end up in the wrong hands, like the school newspaper editor.

But Tarell did not dip to the side to whisper in Kedon’s ear. Instead he took Kedon’s lips into a fierce, deep kiss. Kedon heard the gasps and disappointed whines from the girls in the room. Had there been a guy version of those moans too? But there was a tongue wanting to gain entry and suddenly all other sound faded away. Kedon intended to put his hands up on Tarell’s chest, planned to push the guy away, he really, really did but instead he ended up gripping the front of Tarell’s shirt as Tarell pushed his tongue through Kedon’s lips and passed his clenched teeth and through every defense he had managed to build around himself where this man was concerned. Kedon melted. He felt Tarell’s grip tighten around him, pull him closer. He felt the heat of Tarell’s body enveloping his own, loved the very fact he was held in place while he was being devoured. The kiss seemed to go on forever and certainly not long enough but finally Tarell released his lips and pulled back his head a fraction of a space. He whispered into Kedon’s face.

“Still object?”

Hurri Cosmo lives in Minnesota where she holds tight to the idea that there, where it’s cold a good part of the year, she won’t age as fast. Yep, she avoids the truth as much as she avoids mirrors. But one of the reasons she loves writing is reality doesn’t always offer up a “happily ever after” and being able to take control of that is a powerful lure. Being a happy ending junkie, writing just makes them easier to find. Oh, she doesn’t mind “real life” and she does try to at least keep it in mind when she writes her stories, but she truly loves creating a wonderful couple, knowing they will fall in love and have their HEA. Every - single - time. And, of course, that is exactly the reason she loves reading this genre, too. Give her a glass of red wine, some dark chocolate, and her computer, whether she is reading or writing, and she will entertain herself for hours. The fact she actually gets paid to do it is Snickers bars on the frosting on the cake.

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