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Must Love Cats
Must Love Cats
Must Love Cats
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Must Love Cats

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Dale Thomason isn't much of a cat person. In fact, he doesn't particularly care for animals of any kind. Or people either, for that matter. A food critic for the local press, he dines out on the company tab without the hassle of going on a date. His sex life is non-existent, particularly when compared to that of his bisexual BFF, Jill.

When a stray orange tomcat brazenly follows Dale home one night, he calls Jill to come rid his apartment of the feline terror. But he can't seem to keep the cat out of his home, and the next time it comes inside, Jill isn't there to rescue him, so he lets it stay.

That night Dale has the sexiest, most vivid dream starring the hot new redhead who just moved into the apartment across from his.

In the morning, the cat has mysteriously vanished and Dale is left reeling from the wet dream. Did he imagine the whole thing? Or does his new neighbor harbor a furry secret?
LanguageEnglish
PublisherJMS Books LLC
Release dateApr 15, 2012
ISBN9781611522518
Must Love Cats
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J.M. Snyder

An author of gay erotic romance, J.M. Snyder began self-publishing gay erotic fiction in 2002. Since then, Snyder has worked with several e-publishers, most notably Amber Allure Press and eXcessica Publishing.Snyder’s short fiction has appeared online at Ruthie’s Club, Tit-Elation, Eros Monthly, and Amazon Shorts, as well as in anthologies released by Alyson Books, Cleis Press, and others.For more book excerpts, free fiction, and purchasing information, please visit http://jmsnyder.net.

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    Must Love Cats - J.M. Snyder

    Must Love Cats

    By J.M. Snyder

    Published by JMS Books LLC

    Visit jms-books.com for more information.

    Copyright 2012 J.M. Snyder

    ISBN 9781611522518

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    This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are solely the product of the author's imagination and/or are used fictitiously, though reference may be made to actual historical events or existing locations. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

    Published in the United States of America.

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    Must Love Cats

    By J.M. Snyder

    Dale Thomason wasn't much of a cat person. In fact, he didn't particularly care for animals of any kind.

    Or people either, for that matter.

    He lived alone in a small, one bedroom townhouse and mostly kept to himself. He worked as a food critic for a handful of local magazines and newspapers, which allowed him to eat out often and have someone else pick up the tab without having to actually bother with going on a date--no need for stilted conversation or awkward pauses, no laughing at something someone said that wasn't all that funny, no expectation of putting out at the end of the night. Sex consisted of his hand, a bottle of lube, and a few old Bel Ami pornos that were beginning to skip in his DVD player. But at least he didn't have to kick anyone out of his bed come morning.

    He kept his own hours, and tended to stay up late sipping wine and writing his reviews, only to sleep in the next morning fending off his usual, impending hangover. So it wasn't unusual for the door of his apartment to squeal open at a quarter to midnight on a chilly January evening as he chucked a bag of trash onto his stoop. Dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a padded denim jacket, with a pair of Tevo sandals on his feet, he tugged the door shut behind him as he stepped outside.

    The cold pierced his open jacket and cut through the thin T-shirt he wore underneath. Tugging his hood up over his disheveled hair, he ran a quick hand down his unshaven cheeks and drew in a deep breath. The brisk night air chilled his lungs. Damn, he muttered to no one in particular as he clapped his hands together for warmth. Fortunately the Dumpster wasn't too far away. He hefted the trash bag in one hand and stepped off the stoop.

    He had barely made it to the end of his walkway when he first saw the stray cat.

    It was a large beast, bigger than a domestic cat had a right to be, which made Dale think it wasn't much of a stray after all. One of his neighbors must own it and, instead of taking it inside where it belonged, let it roam the apartment complex freely. So that explained the dusty paw prints he sometimes found on the hood of his Mazda RX-8. He should call the management office about that.

    The cat hunched at the fence separating the apartments from a row of residential homes on the other side of the block. Draped in shadow, the cat's eyes reflected the security light shining above Dale's door, and it was the two pinpoints of bright yellow staring at him he noticed first. Like Alice's Cheshire cat, the outline filled in once he realized what he was seeing--bulky shoulders, ragged fur, the hint of more hidden in the darkness.

    Dale made a disgruntled noise in the back of his throat as he neared the end of the walkway and the cat didn't move. When he was close enough, he called out, Get.

    Those large, pale eyes didn't even blink.

    Pulling his jacket closed at the throat, Dale hunched into its warmth and watched the feline from the corner of his vision as he passed it by. It didn't move, didn't make a sound, but its amber gaze followed his every step.

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