The latest chapter of Minutes Past Midnight is up for all tiers on Patreon!
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The B-Side has been updated on AO3!

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The latest chapter of Minutes Past Midnight is up for all tiers on Patreon!
With many tiers to choose from, Patrons get access to bonus fic, early releases, and more. <3
The B-Side has been updated on AO3!
I updated 2,600 words (half of it smut) to my bonus Patreon fic! Yeah, Portland is rainy, but in this fic it's also hot and steamy. 🤣
All Patreon folks at every tier get to read bonus fic. This fic has 50,000 words already.
If you'd like, please visit my Patreon to find out more. ❤
Hello!
When folks become Patrons at my Patreon page, they get access to a bonus fic that I try my best to update weekly. We’re currently on Chapter 15, and 21,000 words overall. Patrons help me pay for car insurance, groceries, utilities, and acupuncture treatments, especially now since I’m on medical leave. <3
Here’s a snippet of this week’s update:
Dimples flash in a suggestive, hopeful smirk. It’s barely ten o’clock, and even though a glance at his phone reminds Jensen that he has to open the store tomorrow, what the fuck.
So they makeout in Jared’s car for a while.
Like freaking eighth graders.
Jensen runs his fingers through Jared’s hair over and over again, tugging the same way Jared bites down on Jensen’s bottom lip. It’s everything and nothing like the way they danced. Their mouths don’t always line up in sync. There’s a little too much spit. A few seconds go by where Jensen is convinced Jared is trying to jam his tongue down his throat. Jensen pulls away, laughs, and wipes his mouth.
“Sorry,” Jared mumbles, wiping at his own mouth, still obviously pleased with himself.
“It’s cool,” Jensen snickers. “Shit, if that’s any indication of… wow. I’m stopping right there.”
“Holy shit, were you about to make some kind of reference to the size of my dick?”
“No! Yes? Look.” After a brief facepalm, Jensen shakes his head. He gestures vaguely towards Jared’s lap. “It’s not exactly… a secret.”
Hop on over to my Patreon page to read more about this version of J2, or reblog and share with folks. :D Thank you!
-Cal
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I published 2,600 words to my Bonus Patreon Fic: Don’t Forget the B-Side. :D
Have I mentioned that in this fic, Jared is half-British? And he often switches between a Texan and British accent? (It’s SO MUCH FUN to write!)
Last chance to overthink things and leave.
Except he doesn’t want to leave. He wants dimpled smiles and firm, rough kisses and long, lean legs.
It just feels like he doesn’t deserve any of that.
Reginald opens the door before Jensen can knock. “My dear boy, you look absolutely frightened.” He claps Jensen on the shoulder and yanks him inside. “We’re all a bit wary of my son’s culinary skills, but don’t you worry. I brought a bottle of Pepto with me and I am glad to share it.”
All Patrons receive one chapter every week of Bonus Fic. We’re up to 32,000 words of B-Side! :D
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