A Very Tate Valentine's

Tate Pack 5

The Rooster and The Pig Publishing

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 12,486
5 Ratings (4.2)

It's Valentine's Day and the Tate pack couples should be excited and extremely lovey-dovey as they express their love for each other just like every other couple in the world. But Richard and Vet are fighting. Tommy is sitting around in ratty jeans and a T-shirt, crying and singing Cher. Michael and Maurice have disappeared and Alex has been spending hours outside chopping wood that isn't needed. The cowboy shifters are all confused as to why their mates are so miserable, especially after the amazing Christmas they just celebrated. So how will they prove to their mates just how much they love them? And where the hell are Michael and Maurice? Return to Witchita Falls, Texas and the Tate pack and see if life on the ranch during Valentine's, the holiday for lovers, is still as sexy, loving and glorious as it's always been.

A Very Tate Valentine's
5 Ratings (4.2)

A Very Tate Valentine's

Tate Pack 5

The Rooster and The Pig Publishing

Heat Rating: Sextreme
Word Count: 12,486
5 Ratings (4.2)
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Tommy looked down at the torn and ratty jeans he currently wore and sighed. What was the point in being beautiful when your mate was completely and utterly clueless? He put his hand on his iPod and turned up Cher as she sang about moving on after love is over. He nodded his head mouthing the words along with her. He looked up when he heard the front door open. With another sigh, this one heavier, louder, and far more dramatic for the inconvenience of having to get up to take care of said clueless mate, he walked into the kitchen. Tommy stopped short at what he saw.
Sitting in the middle of the floor was a small white puppy, inside of beautiful Louis Vuitton puppy carrier. Tommy wasn’t sure if he was more excited about the puppy or the bag. With a small squeal of delight he rushed over in his bare feet towards the now yapping dog.
“I am a pure-bred Maltese” the tag on the bag said and Tommy’s eyes filled with tears. He couldn’t believe Ton remembered him saying he’d always wanted a white Maltese dog. Maybe his big, Texan cowboy wasn’t so clueless after all?
“I hope I got the right color,” Ton said behind him. Tommy lifted the puppy into his arms before turning to smile brightly at his mate. Rushing forward, he threw himself, puppy and all into Ton’s arms. He didn’t need anything else in that moment, he had everything he needed and had ever wanted: a man who loved him, a beautiful, pure-bred Maltese puppy, and a fabulous Louis Vuitton bag. Richard was going to be so jealous over the bag. The only thing that would make this moment better would be if he were wearing the hot new pair of green Manolo pumps, with the gorgeous green wraparound skirt and fabulous white peasant blouse he’d just bought online. With thoughts of changing his clothes and putting on his makeup, not to mention taking the hideous ponytail out of his hair and letting his black waves hang free racing through his mind, it took Tommy a while to realize that Ton was talking.
“…figured that this would get you out of those jeans. Especially since you were being ridiculous anyway,” Ton said with a grin before leaning forward to kiss Tommy on the side of his neck.
At Ton’s heartless words, Tommy felt his anger and hurt resurface. He pushed out of his mate’s arms glaring at the other man before stomping out of the room. Tommy ignored the big idiot’s shocked face as he flounced back towards the bedroom.
And if he walked back out only moments later, still holding the puppy, whom he’d wisely named Lady Madonna Streisand after identifying her as biologically female, because really, who knew if the dog might identify with being male, and picked up his Louis Vuitton bag where he’d left it, before stomping back to the room—
—well… who could blame him? No matter how angry he was with Ton, a Louis Vuitton bag was still a Louis Vuitton bag.

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