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FOREWORD

UNTIL WE BURN is a novella to introduce Dominic Kinkaide, the main character from BEFORE WE FALL

This novella is intended to illustrate Dominic’s lifestyle, his behavior and his mindset which will enhance his character as you read BEFORE WE FALL Because his lifestyle is a bit wild, this novella will contain explicit language and adult content

If you like a bad boy, you’ll love Dominic I’ve always found this to be true: The badder they are, the harder they fall Dominic will prove this notion in BEFORE WE FALL He’ll fall hard…eventually

But until then, he’s immersed in his bad boy ways I hope you enjoy UNTIL WE BURN

Chapter One

“Harder,” the girl whispers Obligingly, I slap her ass again Hard

The stinging sound echoes through the night, rippling through the silence of Mount Lee A hundred feet below, the giant letters of the Hollywood sign gleahostly white in the darkness

I sirl’s pale neck and bite it Hard

My teeth sink into her soft flesh, but she likes it Shearound so that she can clutch at ers in my tux jacket

“Doht now Do my ass”

“Dohow I’d just pulled out of it a o, how I’d rolled off the condom and flicked it away

As the coatcheck girl froala event I’d just vacated, she probably had no idea when her evening started that it was going to end like this: with quick, hard anal sex in public…with me

Even though it’s two a up Hollywood Ridge Trail, the knowledge that they could, the knowledge that strangers ht stumble upon us and find us in this inti

I finished what I set out to do within a few irl pulls at her own

I don’t know her name

Her name doesn’t matter

The girl looks up ather eyelashes “That was nice If you want to… you know, uive you my number”

I look at her in amusement “Actually sleep with you?”

She looks eht I mean, real sex Not just… e did”

“Anal?” I raise an eyebrow We’re both adults here We can call a spade a spade

“Yeah,” she es to say, her cheeks flushed “Anal That’s the first time I’ve ever done that, by the way”

That’s what they all say and I have a hard ti it This is the twenty-first century after all I grin at her though, deciding to humor her

“And? What’d you think?”

She bats her eyelashes again, coy now, laying her hand againstyou ith me,” she purrs

I fight to not roll my eyes at her sticky-sweet tone now She’s too co at all that I ask of her Why the fuck are they always like this? Are they so desperate to sleep with so for it?

Nine times out of ten, the answer is yes

And nine times out of ten, I capitalize on that I’d be an idiot if I didn’t

But to be honest, the whole thing is getting tiresome I’m weary of it I’ other people, I’m weary of easy women who constantly throw themselves at me

They only want to say “I ith Dominic Kinkaide” They want to claim a tiny piece of me, no matter how small that piece or moment was

In this case, Coatcheck Girl will be able to say that she claimed ten minutes of my time But from the look on her face, the wonderstruck expression, that ten h

“Won’t Aers through her tangled hair in the dark She doesn’t sound concerned as she irlfriend

I shake ht of Amy Ashby, a woman whose fame is equal to my own, a woman whose jaded outlook on life surpasses even my own She’s beautiful, successful and savvy

She’s also a cold-hearted bitch It’s one of things I like about her

“For one thing, A to walk back toward my car “And for the other, it’s not your business”