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    Sweetheart Special
    Sweetheart Special
    Sweetheart Special
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    Sweetheart Special

    By Tielle St. Clare

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    As Valentine’s Day draws closer, Angel resigns himself to spending the holiday alone. After what looked like a promising start between him and Detective Sebastian Avanet, there’s been no contact since Christmas. It’s probably for the best. Angel doesn’t want to get involved with a police officer. Too many risks.

    Sebastian knows he’s a jerk for not calling Angel after their first date, but they want different things. Best to end things before they get too complicated. Besides, Sebastian isn’t “out” at work and he can’t imagine Angel being someone’s secret side-piece.

    But when a not-so-chance meeting puts the two men in close quarters, the desire that flares between them might very well defeat their differences.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTielle St. Clare
    Release dateJan 31, 2019
    ISBN9781370802135
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      Sweetheart Special - Tielle St. Clare

      Sweetheart Special

      by Tielle St. Clare

      Sweetheart Special

      Smashwords Edition

      Copyright © 2019 T. L. Green

      Cover design by Erin Dameron-Hill / EDHGraphics

      All rights are reserved. This e-book is licensed for individual readership only. No portion of this e-book may be resold or redistributed in any format.

      To obtain permission to excerpt portions of the text, please contact the author at www.authortiellestclare.com

      Author’s Note

      This is a work of fiction. Names, characters and events are creations of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to any persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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      Chapter One

      Ladies, just a reminder— Jessica clapped her hands as she walked up to the crowded nurses station. We’re two weeks away from Valentine’s Day. Start dropping hints. They’ll never think of it on their own.

      That’s the truth, one woman muttered.

      Angel offered a closed-lip smile but didn’t say anything. He had no one to drop hints to. Not that he would. VD—as he called it—was a made up holiday designed to force men to make dramatic gestures they would never consider any other day of the year. If you wouldn’t bring your lover flowers on any random Monday, why do it one day of the year?

      The whole process added stress and pressure to a relationship that could break it.

      He refused to participate.

      Not that he really had a choice about that.

      Being single on VD sucked.

      Angel picked up his clipboard and scanned his patient list. He had a few more hours on his shift and needed to see Toby, a kid with cystic fibrosis who ended up in the hospital a couple of times a year.

      He turned and didn’t get two steps before Jessica was by his side.

      What about you? She dropped her voice. Any big plans for the big day?

      You know I don’t celebrate commercialized romance. He shrugged. Besides, it’s not something you do on your own.

      Still haven’t heard from him?

      Angel shook his head. It had been such a promising start—an evening with his family. Sebastian had fit in, seemed to enjoy himself. And that sweet kiss under the mistletoe had felt so much like a promise.

      But since he’d taken Sebastian home on Christmas Eve...nothing. Not a call, no text. Nothing. Radio silence.

      Angel couldn’t decide of that was a good thing or not.

      You should call him, Jessica announced. It’s not one person’s job to keep a relationship going, she pointed out with enough snark he wanted to roll his eyes but damn it, she was right.

      I can’t. I don’t have his number.

      Does he have yours?

      Angel stopped and pursed his lips as he flipped through his memory of that night. They hadn’t actually exchanged phone numbers. Sebastian had been in a fair bit of pain by the end of the night and Angel’s nurse-brain had kicked in.

      No, but—

      "But he already made the grand gesture of coming here to apologize. Maybe it’s your turn. Her eyes got wide and she bounced a little. You could show up at the police station with a dozen red roses, since you know— She fluttered her eyelashes and repeated his words back to him, It doesn’t have to be Valentine’s Day to give your lover flowers."

      He’s not my lover. He’s not my anything now. And no, not showing up at the police station with flowers.

      He didn’t know if Sebastian was out at the office. And that was another thing, did he want to date someone who wasn’t out? Or a cop? Angel’s schedule was screwy enough without having to try to match another screwy schedule.

      And a cop can get shot. He’s already been shot.

      No, dating Sebastian was a bad idea and every time he thought about driving over to the man’s house, checking on him, he stopped himself.

      Yeah, as much as he wanted to blame the lack of communication between them on Sebastian, Angel hadn’t made any effort. And after three weeks, it was too late now. It would look like he was contacting him just so he had a date on VD. That was an asshole reason.

      Of course his other reason—sex—was just as much an asshole reason, right?

      Except they’d probably both enjoy it.

      But you’re right. I either have to get past the idea of him or make a move.

      Jessica raised her eyebrows in that condescending Judge Judy kind of way, as if she knew he wasn’t going to do anything.

      How about this? Let’s forget all this. Hubs is on the Slope. Jessica’s husband worked two weeks on-two weeks off for one of the oil companies on the North Slope of Alaska. Why don’t you and I go for a drink after work? I know a place that has killer wings.

      Angel considered the suggestion for a second. He loved good wings. On the other hand, Jessica was going to spend the evening nagging him. Ah, what the hell? Better than going home and moping or worse, going to his mother’s where she would nag him about the nice man he brought home.

      I’m in. Where are we going?

      Flattop Bar and Grill. Be there by eight.

      Angel hadn’t been there since they redesigned, but the restaurant-bar-pool hall wasn’t far from his house. That meant he could go home and shower before meeting her.

      You’re on. And you promised me wings, he called over his shoulder as he walked down the corridor. This was a good idea. He’d been a bit of hermit since the holidays—not because of Sebastian. Not totally. January on its own was such a let down. This was good.

      Three hours later, he stepped into Flattop Bar and Grill. and spotted Jessica at a table in the corner.

      He checked out the new set up in the restaurant-bar. It only had about fifteen tables and half of them were empty. He took a step forward, pulling his scarf over his head as his gaze wandered to the right and stopped. Alex, that cop friend of Sebastian’s, stood near one of the pool tables.

      Fuck. She wouldn’t.

      Alex wandered to the far side of the table, opening a line of sight for Angel...and there he was, bent over, his ass cupped lovingly by tight blue jeans. Sebastian straightened, his right arm still

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