“I can feel you watching me,” Deacon mumbled in a sleep-roughened voice. Opening one eye, he peered at him. “It’s creepy. What if I’d been drooling?”
Taber couldn’t fight the laughter that burst forth. “Afraid I’d take a picture and post it online?”
Deacon pulled the pillow over his head.
~ Above is an excerpt from Driven by Fire (Firehouse Six, Book #4).
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