Happy’s Ever After (Cade Creek 1) has been nominated at Love Romance Cafe as the Best MM Book for 2015
HAPPY'S EVER AFTER
Cade Creek 1
Happy O’Brian spent the better part of his life isolated from the rest of the world. He was told he was evil down to his soul. It was physically beat into him on a daily basis. He lived with it, believing that his ultra conservative religious grandparents were right until the day his mother was attacked. Seeking help changed Happy’s life in ways he could never imagine and showed him a world he didn’t know existed.
Answering a disturbance call, Deputy Marc Walker meets a man that shocks him with his gentleness. When he discovers Happy’s true nature, Marc wants to know everything about the man. He wants to show him the world.
When the past rears its head, and their lives are put in danger, Happy tries to do the right thing and distance himself from his handsome deputy. But Marc has other plans for his gentle giant and he’s not going to let a little thing like getting shot or having escaped prisoners gunning for them interfere with those plans. Happy will get his happy ever after.
Note: Some graphic depiction of extreme violence against the hero when he was a minor.
Marc slammed his truck into park and jumped out,
running up to the fight happening in the street in front of the store. “That’s
quite enough!” he shouted as he pulled Jeff Murkily and his brother Brad off of
another man. He stepped between the three men, pushing them apart. “Enough!”
“He started it!” Jeff said right away, pointing to the
Marc’s mouth dropped as he looked at the other man, and
realized he was looking at the man’s chest. He had to raise his eyes up several
inches to see his face.
“What happened here?”
“We were just minding our own business when this
meathead came up and started shouting at us,” Jeff said. “When we told him to
leave us alone, he started throwing punches.”
“We were just defending ourselves,” Brad insisted.
Marc turned to look back at the biggest damn man he had
ever seen outside of a wrestling event. “What do you have to say?”
The man’s lips thinned as he pressed them together, but
that was his only response. Marc wasn’t even sure he blinked.
“See?” Jeff said. “He knows he was in the wrong.”
“Is this true, sir?” Marc asked. “Did you start the
fight?” Marc wanted to grind his teeth together when the massive man just stood
there. “Sir, you need to answer me.”
Jeff laughed snidely. “Maybe he doesn’t hear you,
deputy. Maybe he’s one of those—”
Marc pointed a finger at Jeff. “Say it and I’ll lock
you up for the next month.” He hated bigots.
“You can’t do that!” Jeff’s eyes blazed. “I didn’t do
Marc leveled a stare at Jeff. He had known the man
since high school and he was nothing but a bully, one of the reasons Marc
hadn’t automatically believed him when he arrived on the scene. Jeff had been a
bully in high school and he was still a bully.
“Just wait until the sheriff hears about this.” Jeff’s
face flushed red as his voice rose. “I’ll bet he’d be real interested to hear
his new deputy is threatening to lock people up for defending themselves.”
“I heard it,” said a deep voice from behind Marc. “And
Jeff grinned as if he had won that argument.
“Say one word out of place and I’ll lock you up for a
Jeff’s jaw dropped. “You can’t do that.”
Sheriff John Riley’s grin was even bigger than Jeff’s
had been. The man crossed his arms over his chest and stared at Jeff with an
expression that dared the man to argue with him. “Try me.”
Jeff sputtered for a moment then fell silent.
“What seems to be the problem here?” John asked as he
turned his attention to Marc.
“I’m still trying to figure that out, sheriff,” Marc
replied. “Jeff and Brad say that this man attacked them and that they were
merely defending themselves.”
“Is that true, Happy?”
“No, sir,” came the quiet reply.
Marc’s eyebrows shot up. He wasn’t sure if it was from
hearing the man speak or hearing his name. Or from the fact that the eyes that
finally rose up enough so he could see them were the most stunning blue eyes he
had ever seen in his life. It was like looking into someone’s soul.
“Tell me what happened, Happy,” John directed.
“I was sweeping the sidewalk just like Mr. Gus told me
to and then these two came and started kicking dirt up on it.” A wrinkled frown
worked its way across the large man’s forehead. “I didn’t hit anyone, Sheriff.”
“He didn’t, sheriff.”
Marc glanced up to see Gus Fletcher standing in the
doorway of his shop with a couple of customers.
“Jeff and Brad started the whole mess. When Happy
ignored them, they got pissed and started shouting at him. That’s about the
time I called the station. Happy just held his arms up in front of his face.”
“Mama gets mad when they hit me in the face.”
Marc felt a growl burn deep in the pit of his stomach.
“This has happened to you before?”
“As I’m sure you can understand, Happy has had a few
problems due to his size,” John said. “People tend to either be intimidated by
him.” John waved his hand toward Jeff and Brad. “Or they think they need to
fight him to prove themselves.”
Marc could see where that could be an issue. He stood
at six foot two inches tall, not a short man. Happy stood at least half a foot
taller than him, and a good hundred pounds heavier. The man was simply massive.
“Do you want me to lock them up?”
“No, but we’re not going to have any more trouble, are
we boys?” John cocked his eyebrow at the two men. “Because if we do, not only
will I be going to have a talk with your pa, but I’ll be locking you two up for
a good long while.”
“Now, look here, sheriff—” Jeff began.
“Do we need to take this down to the station, Jeff?”
“You can’t do this!”
Marc as waiting for the man to stomp his foot.
“Shut up, Jeff,” Brad said as he started pushing his
brother toward the other side of the street. “You want him to call Pa down
“Fine!” Jeff shouted. “But this isn’t over.”
“It had better be,” John said, “or you and I are going
to have a serious difference of opinion.”
Marc stood with his boss and watched Jeff and Brad
climb into their pickup and then spin their tires as they took off down the
street. “You want me to follow them and give them a ticket for speeding through
“No.” John chuckled as he turned toward the feed and
seed store again. “I’ll give their father a call later and let him know those
two are up to no good again.”
Marc nodded even as his eyes strayed back to Happy. He
was intrigued by the unusual manner in which the man was watching him. It was
almost shy in nature as if he wanted to look but was afraid to get caught. It
wasn’t something he could have expected from such a large, intimidating man.
“Happy, how’s your mother?” John asked.
Marc inhaled sharply when the sweetest smile he had
ever seen spread across Happy’s face. It changed the man’s whole demeanor. Marc
suddenly realized that he was dealing with a gentle giant. He doubted Happy had
a mean bone in his entire body.
“Hey, you listen to me.” Happy stumbled forward when
Marc grabbed his shirt and yanked him forward to stand between his legs.
“You’re not stupid, Happy. You have a lack of knowledge due to not being
exposed to the world. I have no doubt that once you have access to learning,
you will pick it up in no time.”
Happy nervously moistened his dry lips. “You think I
“I have no doubt that you can.”
Happy’s brows drew together as he agonized over telling
Marc the truth. He wanted the handsome man to have a good opinion of him, and
if he told Marc the truth then the man might not look at him with that special
sparkle in his eyes.
But lying by omission was still lying.
“My grandfather beat me over the head with a brick when
I was younger. Mama says that’s when things started taking a little longer to
make sense to me.”
“I know, but that doesn’t make you stupid. I’d be slow,
too, if you showed me the periodic tables and told me to find zinc.”
Happy just stared.
“Scientific stuff, Happy.” Marc chuckled. “I never
could make heads nor tails of it.”
Happy worried the corner of his lower between his
teeth. “You really think I could learn this stuff?”
The corner of Marc’s mouth curved up. “I do.” There was
pure confidence in that response, enough that Happy started to believe Marc’s
words might be true.
He leaned his head down and pressed his forehead
against Marc’s. “Thank you.”
The other side of Marc’s mouth curved up, the man
grinning. “Anytime, Happy.”
Happy started to move back when he realized he stood
between Marc’s legs, his groin pressing against Marc, and the guy was hard.
Happy licked his suddenly dry lips as his eyes dropped.
When his eyes flickered back up to Marc, the man was
watching him with hooded eyes. Something burned in their blue murky depths that
Happy was unfamiliar with, but he sure wanted to know what it meant.
“I’m going to kiss you now, Happy.” Marc’s hand curved
around the back of Happy’s neck, pulling him closer. “If you don’t want me to,
say something now.”
Happy pressed his lips together, refusing to say
anything. He wanted to be kissed. He dreamed of being kissed. But only by Marc.
He didn’t really want anyone else kissing him. Well, maybe his mama but not
like he wanted Marc to kiss him because that would just be icky.
Marc started to lean closer, paused and let out a small
chuckle, and then closed the rest of the distance between them. Happy wasn’t
sure what to expect when Marc’s lips brushed against his. He had been kissed
before, but only by his mother, and then only on the forehead or the cheek.
This was nothing like that.
This made Happy’s toes curl and his body start to sing.
He groaned, wanting whatever Marc offered him. There was a burning lust in his
eyes that left Happy speechless.
The hand Marc had wrapped around the back of his neck
tightened and pulled him closer as Marc’s tongue slid over his lips. Happy’s
body tensed with need when he felt Marc’s other hand grab his hip then slide
around to the small of his back.
Happy’s lungs burned for oxygen, but he refused to pull
away. He opened his mouth when Marc’s tongue pressed against the seam between
his lips, the man’s tongue plunging in, sweeping and exploring.
Happy grabbed Marc’s hips when his head began to spin.
He started to move, thrusting his aching dick against the apex of Marc’s
thighs. Marc pulled Happy closer, grinding against him as their tongues dueled.
He lightly bit Happy’s bottom lip. Happy gasped before returning the careful
Marc consumed him with one kiss that seemed to go on
forever. Happy didn’t want it to stop. Marc’s tongue flickered over Happy’s
lip, teasing, tantalizing. He murmured Happy’s name, sending Happy into a wild
He began to thrust against Marc in earnest, feeling his
hard cock sliding against Marc’s over and over again, the only thing between
them was the thinness of their pants. His thigh muscles quivered, his legs
threatening to give out as his balls drew so tight to Happy’s body that they