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By S UE B ROWN
N OVELS
The Isle of… Where?
Nothing Ever Happens
M ORNING R EPORT
Morning Report
Complete Faith
Papa’s Boy
Luke’s Present (novella)
N OVELLAS
The Night Porter
Light of Day
Waiting
Published by D REAMSPINNER P RESS
http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com
Luke’s Present
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Chapter 1
S IMON B RYAN gritted his teeth as he heard the barn door move. Even
though he’d ridden Del a ways to hide in the most dilapidated building on
the ranch, he’d still been found. Goddammit, he just needed half an hour
alone without another question about Christmas. Scowling, Simon looked
up to see who the intruder was, but at the sight of the person standing in
the doorway, he relaxed. At this moment, the only person in the world
who could take the frown off Simon’s face was his gorgeous lover and
possessive pain in his ass.
Luke Murray grinned apologetically at him, tipping his hat back so
Simon could see his expression, full of amusement. “Sorry, babe, I know
you came here to hide.”
Simon leaned back against the old bales of straw and patted his lap.
“Not from you. You’re the only one I’m pleased to see.”
He wasn’t as pleased to see the way Luke limped over to him,
leaning heavily on his cane, and he pressed his lips together to prevent
saying the words that threatened to spill out. Luke was still in constant
pain from his injured right knee after being caught in a flash flood some
months before.
Luke had postponed the operation to repair his knee four times now,
always putting it down to crises on the ranch. Simon knew Luke had been
warned if he didn’t have the operation soon, the damage would be too
severe and the knee would be inoperable. Short of kidnapping Luke and
tying him to the hospital bed, Simon was running short on ideas of ways to
force Luke to take the time out to have the operation.
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Simon knew Luke had been up before five mucking out the stalls
despite having been told expressly to keep off the knee. Since the accident,
Luke suffered from nightmares about being swept away by the water. If
Simon woke, he would make love to Luke to chase the bad dreams away,
but quite often Luke would quietly get up and start work rather than
disturb Simon.
“Come here and sit on my lap,” Simon said, tugging Luke down
gently without giving him a chance to argue.
Luke rolled his eyes but Simon noticed he didn’t protest much,
sighing in relief as he took the weight off his injured knee.
Simon opened his mouth but Luke raised a hand to forestall him.
“Don’t bother. I know what you’re gonna say.”
“Don’t need to say it, then, dumbass.” Simon couldn’t be bothered to
start a fight. All he wanted was to feel the heavy weight of his lover in his
arms. He still remembered the hours Luke was missing. Luke wasn’t the
only one who had nightmares. Simon was just better at hiding them.
With a sigh of relief, Luke buried his face in Simon’s neck. Simon
grinned as Luke took an audible sniff. His man was very visceral.
“Christ, I need this. If I hear that word one more time I’m gonna
scream,” Luke muttered.
Simon smiled against Luke’s dark-blond hair. “Word?”
“The C-word. Did you know Momma was thinking of asking the
whole congregation to dinner?”
“Where is she setting out the tables?”
“In the church. It’s the only place big enough.” Luke wriggled until
he got his hand under Simon’s shirt to touch his warm skin, huffing
happily as he reached his goal, his breath ghosting over Simon’s skin.
“This morning she was working out turkeys. She does know we eat
beef, right?” After an hour of listening to Pamela’s discussion about how
many turkeys they would need for the slow cooker, Simon had been ready
to bang his head against the wall.
“I love my momma, but Christmas is turning into a state fair rather
than a family Christmas. I thought we’d done this at Thanksgiving.”
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Simon was getting distracted by the feel of Luke’s nails scritch-
scratching over his belly. “She does seem to have gone overboard.”
“I think it’s a reaction to everything that’s happened this year. She
wants everyone together where she can see them.” Luke took his time
sucking a mark into the base of Simon’s throat so it took a while for him
to get the sentence out.
Luke and Simon didn’t do Christmas at the Lost Cow Ranch.
Momma did Christmas at the ranch, and Luke and Simon went along for
the ride because honestly, it was easier than trying to argue. After twelve
years, they knew better than to say to Luke’s mother what they’d really
like was a quiet day with just the two of them curled up on the sofa,
making out like they used to in college, with no agenda other than to enjoy
each other’s company.
Only once Luke had made that suggestion, but the hurt look on
Momma’s face had him backing down and agreeing to Christmas dinner
with the whole ranch and extended family invited. Now it was just
tradition, and with the events of the past year, and the church on the ranch,
the celebrations had gotten more extensive and the family even larger.
This year, the families of both Pastor Noah and his partner, Tommy, were
joining them, as Tommy and Noah insisted they were spending Christmas
together.
The day after Christmas? That was their day. Just Luke and Simon
together, in the house, with Luke tied to the bed. Simon shivered at the
prospect.
“It’s been a shitty year,” he agreed.
“And the year before.” Luke murmured the words into Simon’s skin,
sending a wave of goose-bumps down to Simon’s cock.
“Stop talking. I don’t wanna think about what’s happened.” Simon
didn’t want to think at all. He pressed his neck into Luke’s mouth.
Luke sucked another hickey into Simon’s skin. He took one of
Simon’s hands and pressed it against his hardening cock. “Don’t, then.
Suck me off.”
“Uh-uh. You don’t get to make the decisions,” Simon said,
squeezing Luke’s prick through his jeans.

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