Local news photographer Ethan is pretty sure there’s no such thing as a jackalope. Every bunny he's ever seen has been a cute little furry creature, not a dangerous, horned beastie. But somehow he lets big, tough American hunter Logan drag him into Parkhurst Forest on the Isle of Wight on what Ethan’s convinced is a wild goose chase.<br><br>Logan’s on a mission to wipe out the jackalope colony he’s convinced has been brought to the island by a madman. He’s got a healthy respect for the vicious critters, which is more than he seems to have for the less physically imposing Ethan.<br><br>But when an escaped convict from a nearby prison bursts into the mix, all their plans are thrown awry. Seeing Ethan at the mercy of the violent criminal brings Logan’s true feelings for the smaller guy out into the open ... and what happens next could lead to a change of heart about the jackalopes, as well!

Hairy, Horny, and Over Here

“Well, you can bet your sweet British ass those guys in prison will think twice about escaping after they hear what happened to that asshole back there.” Logan sighed. “Listen, Eth, when I saw you with that knife in your face—hell, if it hadn’t been for the jackalopes jumping the bastard, I figure I’d have been looking at a homicide charge right around now.”


“You’d have killed him? For me?” Ethan squeaked. “That’s…” He wasn’t quite sure how to finish that sentence. That’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever said to medidn’t seem quite right, somehow. “Does that mean you’re, er…”


“Interested?” Logan gave a slow smile and his voice, already practically infrasonic, dropped another couple of octaves. “You bet. Hell, the sight of you tippy-toeing through the forest on those dainty little feet of yours has had me busting out of my pants all day.”


Chapter 7