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picked
up the puppy. Jamie already had to clean up after it, but he didn’t
complain, wanting Neil to enjoy their new family member. “What
should we call him, oh noble savior?” he asked with obvious
skepticism.
    “Bull. After my
football team! Look how strong he is. And he’s gonna grow bigger.”
Jamie pushed the last piece of cake into his mouth and licked his
fingers.
    “Bull?” Neil
laughed, playfully punching his chest. “What kind of name is that?”
He kissed the dog's ear, successfully turning its attention from
Jamie to himself.
    “Strong name.
Name of a fighter,” he said, but the way the puppy looked like now
was in stark contrast to the name.
    Neil’s eyes
shot up. “Well, he won’t grow up strong if we don’t feed him.” He
looked as if there was something else he wanted to say, but the
puppy turned its tiny head, licking at his chocolate-stained
chin.
    “Let’s go, it
looks as if it’s gonna eat you." Jamie took the dog from his
hands.
    “Did you get a
leash or something?” Neil asked, splashing his mouth by the sink.
He would never leave the flat without looking presentable.
    “It’s a puppy.
I’ll carry it,” said Jamie, holding the dog up in the air as if he
were playing with a baby. It moved its head, trying to reach
Jamie’s nose with its long tongue.
    “We need it for
walking. You can’t keep carrying him around like those crazy
Chihuahua ladies.” Neil laughed and moved toward the exit. “Did you
smell him?”
    “What do you
mean?” Jamie frowned and smelled the dog, following Neil out of the
apartment.
    Neil looked at
them with a smile. “Smells like milk.”
    “Do you? You
do!” Jamie started baby-talking to the puppy as he played with its
paw.
    Neil laughed,
entering the lift. As soon as it descended, he took the opportunity
to hug Jamie. “Are you gonna play peek-a-boo with him next, daddy?”
he laughed, stroking the puppy’s head with the tips of his
fingers.
    “Maybe. In your
wardrobe.” Jamie smirked, anticipating Neil’s reaction.
    “Villain!” Neil
laughed, exiting the lift as it opened into the underground parking
lot. Jamie’s red Chevy was parked only several meters from the
entrance.
    “Your secret
arch nemesis,” Jamie said in a low tone, giving Neil his most
villanous look.
    Neil rolled his
eyes and stuck his hand into Jamie’s pocket to retrieve the car
keys. “Now I know who’s been playing in my wardrobe all these
years.”
    Jamie laughed
out loud. “Oh, I’ve been out of the closet for a while now.”
    “Thank God.”
Neil snorted, opening the Chevy's back door. He quickly moved back
with a gasp, as if something threatened to hit him.
    And then Jamie
remembered. He didn’t clean the car after the puppy got sick.
”Shit.”
     
     
     
     
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    About the
Author:
     
    K.A. Merikan is
a joint project of Kat and Agnes Merikan who jokingly claim to
share one mind. They finish each other's sentences and
simultaneously come up with the same ideas.
In 2006 a mutual friend invited them over to a party and after a
whole night of chatting and watching movies, the idea of writing a
novel together came up. It marked the beginning of both a
professional collaboration and lasting friendship of Kat and
Agnes.
     
    Kat
Merikan is a freelance illustrator and fashion enthusiast whose
favourite things include chili chips, stiletto shoes and cats.
    Agnes Merikan aspires to become a sexologist. She loves
chocolate, dogs and all things kitch.
    It is easiest to find them in galleries, good restaurants and
historical sites, always with a computer or notebook, because for
Kat and Agnes, every day is writing day. Future plans include lots
of travel and a villa on the coast of Italy or a flat in Paris
where they could retire after yet another crazy venture, only to
write more hot m/m romance.

Kat and Agnes enjoy writing various kinds of stories, from
light-hearted romance to thrillers. They love creating characters
that are not easy to