The only thing worse than having a hot neighbor you’re too intimidated to talk to is accidentally hitting his cat with your car. Felix Lane was perfectly content to spend the rest of his days with Sunny, his canary life companion, in their quiet little corner of the suburbs. But then Kirk Shoo with his unusual eyes moved in across the street, and Felix’s carefully constructed life is starting to unravel. When your every bad-boy fantasy lingers at the mailbox, stands too close and smells too damn good, what’s an under-appreciated administrative assistant to do? Besides sneak out the backdoor to go to work? But when Kirk’s cat runs out in front of Felix on his way home, he has no choice but to face the music and his dream man. Unless ... What starts as a tragic accident turns into something far more bizarre. And when Felix’s backyard begins to look like a pet cemetery, he has no choice but to come clean. That is, if he can manage to find his sexy neighbor at all.

Nine Stones

Kirk’s eyes were that strange yellow. A chill shot up Felix’s spine, there was no sunlight explaining it now, Kirk was standing in the shadow of the house.


“We’ll talk tomorrow.” He opened the door.


“Kirk.” It came out as a whine and Kirk grinned, his teeth looking sharper than normal. Perhaps Felix had had a little too much wine last night?


“Come over for dinner tomorrow night, and we’ll talk, okay?”


“Wait—” He didn’t. The door shut quietly, leaving Felix to wrestle Gibson on his own.


All day Felix replayed the meeting with Kirk in his head. It was the first time Kirk had run away from him. Usually, Felix did the running. Perhaps Kirk was afraid of dogs. Gibson had acted crazy. Felix might have run too if he’d met a dog like him.


He finished the sales reports, summed up the outcome, and sent it to Mr. Diaz. Gibson was trampling around the kitchen as if he was on speed. Felix didn’t want to go on a walk but grabbed the leash anyway.


Chapter 5