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Linc's Little Piggy (MM)

A JLC Construction Story

Twisted E-Publishing

Heat Rating: SCORCHING
Word Count: 22,220
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Chance Pigg has had a thing for Linc McGrath since they were in middle school. Linc avoided Chance at every turn, but that didn’t stop Chance from hoping—especially after Linc defended Chance from schoolyard tormentors. Now all grown up, realtor Chance helps Linc and his friends buy and sell the houses they flip for profit, still hoping Linc might finally notice him one day.

Linc has avoided Chance, sure, but it was more to hide his own feelings. Buried for so long, avoiding Chance became his norm. It took a slap to the face to wake Linc to the smart, hardworking, and hot man right under his nose that he had no good reason not to take. Once his desire is awakened again, Linc will do everything in his power to claim Chance.

But Linc is used to no-strings fun. Chance comes with his own set of strings. Will Linc realize too late how tied up he really wants to be?

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“Don’t you want to have Jax or Colt take a look?”

Linc paused, his hands on top of the wooden archway at the entrance of the living room. He was barely inches from Chance, and making Chance nervous. Linc smiled wickedly. “Nope.”

“See, I told you. I knew you guys would want in on this. It would be a mistake not to notice the potential in this place.”

Linc stepped even closer, invading Chance’s space. “Not like I haven’t made mistakes before.”

Mistakes? Chance backed up half a step, only for his own sanity, not because he truly wanted to. He could smell a hint of Linc’s aftershave, and was quite sure he could feel the heat of Linc’s body. That, or the heat in the room was rising. He let out a strangled breath, searching his pocket for his pen. As soon as he drew it out, his butterfingers dropped it to the floor.

Before he could pick it up, Linc dived for it and brought it up, offering it to Chance. Just out of reach, Chance would have to step closer to get it. He inched forward just a little and hesitantly grabbed it. “Th-thank you.”

“Do I make you nervous, Chance?”

Chance looked up into Linc’s face, seeing a satisfied smirk. “No. Why should you?” Yes! Yes, you make me nervous.

“You seem nervous,” Linc said, seeming to get a tiny bit closer and blocking out the light.

Chance looked down at the file and scribbled the offer on the MLS sheet just in case his memory was shot to hell due to Linc’s presence. “I’m not nervous.”

“Okay,” Linc said before walking toward the stairs and taking his heat and delicious smell with him. “I want to see the upstairs.”

Linc stomped up the treads, testing each one with his large body.

Chance leaned against the wall behind him and breathed out a sigh of relief. After all the years fantasizing about Linc, he’d had an opportunity to flirt and had missed his opening.


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