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Paula Dawn, thank you first and foremost for all of your tireless efforts working on my book. Your dedication to every sentence in this book resonates in me, and I will never forget it. You helped bring Penny and Theo to life, and I thank you for it. Your insights into Penny’s character was much needed and definitely made for a better story. Furthermore, you’ve been one of my best friends on this journey and I’m so glad I’ve gotten to know you. I enjoy our chats over Miss Piggy and Kermit’s break up all the way to hashtags. You mean the world to me, and I value our friendship more than you’ll ever know. Your support and belief in me makes me want to push myself in my writing. Thank you.
Batman, thank you thank you. You’ve been my personal cheerleader for as long as I can remember. And when I feel like giving up you are the one person I have to keep me going. Thank you for your endless humor and your lasting friendship. And as always, it’s me and you ‘til the end. You know what makes it special is we can go days without talking but we still pick up right where we left off.
Obi Wan Kenobi, this is it, our one shot and chance. You have inspired me so much and as soon as you are all better there’s nothing you won’t be able to do. I believe in you more than you will ever know. You are special, and here’s knowing good things are on the way. Watch out world there’s no stopping us.
The Duchess of Storms, your help in this book was a breath of fresh air and when you and Paula came together on ideas, the book took off. Together we worked the details and I value everything you’ve done for me. You’re the one person I come to when I need a unique perspective on life. Your humor and personality are something I’m glad I get to experience.
Jacob Chance is Logan’s younger brother here is the prologue and first chapter to Quake.
Written By Jacob Chance
Prologue
If you’d asked me when I was in college what I thought I would
be doing in ten years’ time, this wouldn’t have been my answer. Life as a private investigator isn’t as exciting as one might think. Sure, there are moments of danger which get my adrenaline pumping and when that happens, no other high can compare. I used to live for that feeling and for a while you could even say I was addicted to it. But the choices we make have consequences and one decision can change everything.
These days I do a lot of watching and even more waiting. I’m the guy people pay to find the truth buried under all the lies. Eventually, I see past the surface of who you’re pretending to be, revealing all that you’ve kept hidden and I know firsthand appearances can be deceiving.
Chapter One
Kyle
Present Day
Fuck it. I can’t fight the urge any longer.
I type the commands to bring up the main screen, checking to see which room she’s in. I find her in the bedroom she uses, still bundled up in her comforter, just like I’ve imagined. I maximize her room up on the screen.
I watch her as she lowers the comforter down to her waist, before pushing it all the way to the end of the bed with her feet. Her hand slides down into the front of her panties and for a moment I think I must be imagining this.
Oh Jesus.
My heartbeat kicks up a notch and my cock goes rock hard as she tips her head back and parts her lips in pleasure. I can see her fingers slowly circling her clit through her sheer white panties and I pretend it’s my hand making her gasp and twitch. Her eyes are closed in concentration, the fullness of her bottom lip is clenched between her teeth. She’s absolutely focused on the overwhelming ecstasy she’s experiencing.
My cock is so hard it’s straining against my jeans. I undo the button and pull down my zipper, the sound it makes echoes through the silence of my office.
She trails her other hand up her stomach and tweaks her nipple.
Christ, I’m going to come in my pants if I don’t get a move on. I breathe a sigh of relief when my dick is freed from my clothing. Holding it tightly in my fist, my eyes never leaving the blonde siren on my screen, I slowly stroke up and down a few times, I use my thumb, spreading the pre-come around the tip, before gripping it tighter. I move my hand faster and faster as her fingers pick up the pace and her eyes squeeze shut. She spreads her legs wide and digs her heels into the mattress and at the same time air expels from my lungs. The fingers of my free hand grip the desk so hard, my knuckles are white, while I try to fight back my release. Fuck. She’s so hot. All I want to do is bury myself inside her tight, wet pussy and feel her unravel around me.
Her back arches up off the bed and her mouth opens in a soundless cry as she finds her release. Watching her is the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. I come all over myself when my orgasm hits me quick and hard. I carefully remove my shirt, cleaning up with it, before resting my head back against the chair. While I wait for my breathing to settle down there’s only one thought in my mind—I have to meet Janny Moore.