OMG this was brutal! Sorry, I know its been a while, but I just couldn’t seem to get this one together. Hope it came out okay. Also, It was great to meet so many of you at DragonCon and I appreciate you all so very much. Finally, Thank you for all the lovely birthday wishes and well wishes when I’ve been down. Faemily rocks!

Chapter 18

L.A. traffic was a disaster and it wasn’t even rush hour. I had always loved big cities, but I could never live here. How much of your life would be wasted sitting in traffic everyday? Weeks probably, if you did it five days a week for twenty years. That just wasn’t for me and judging by the stern frown, twitchy lips and burgundy nails that were digging deep into the leather steering wheel, Bo wasn’t enjoying this part of her trip down memory lane either.

There were so many things we could be doing and they were all appealing, but I was really excited about taking this tour of Bo’s past. How very appropriate that we would drive her first Aston Martin to the first hotel she ever bought. She was opening up, we both were, yet a visit to her old stomping grounds was a surprising suggestion from her. For some reason I figured she’d avoid it as long as possible since she was less than proud of her time here. It was funny how we’d been together all these months and got along famously, yet we’d managed to sidestep sharing much of the history that made us who we were; those little adventures, good and bad, that made for interesting stories and character development. There were many to be sure, because Bo and I were definitely interesting characters. She never ceased to amaze me and the way she was so willing to evolve was enviable. That was something I never did… until I met Bo. I was staunchly set in my ways and saw no reason to change despite anyone’s input. But then, Bo walked in, to the beat of her own drummer I might add, and that was one of the sexiest things about her.

My intense staring finally got to Bo as she gave me the old side-eye and quirked her lip. ”What?”

Hi everyone! Thank you for the great reviews and PM’s and also for the warm reception for my book. You guys are the best! I say it a lot, but its definitely true.

I know that many of you are headed to DragonCon next month and I have a few giveaways planned. One will be for a signed copy of my book, one for a signed hard copy of Adventures in Advertising and then a special something with TheLostFoodie-tbd.

So this is officially my longest fic, word wise. Go figure.

To guest reviewer ”Grabby Paws” here’s mooaaaarrrr fluff! And btw, I sincerely thank you, for everything.

Chapter 17

”Hey.” I wrapped my arms around Bo’s waist from behind and pulled her against me, carefully backing us under the warm spray of her enormous dual spray shower.

She giggled as I kissed my way up her neck. ”If you don’t stop we’ll never leave the house today.” The words flow out with a sigh, all the while craning her neck to give me more skin to tease.

”Well, if that happens,” I mumbled between sucks and nips, ”there’s plenty of other days left. I rather like having you all to myself.”

She spun in my arms, draping her own over my shoulders. A soft kiss reached my lips. Dark eyes met mine, glistening with love. ”I rather like you having me all to yourself.”

I tightened my hold and grinned like the lovesick fool that I was. ”Sounds like its a win-win then.”

She agreed and then stepping us to the side, shutting her eyes and leaning back into the spray to let the water cascade down her face.

So beautiful. I could stare at her all day, but I had a question and I’d curse myself later for disrupting the almost slow motion porno scene playing out before my eyes, but I needed to know. ”Bo?”

”Hmm?” She tipped her head up, pulling her arms from me to wipe her face and squeeze out her hair.

”I was wondering…” Actually, I wished I could stop wondering.

”Yeah?”

”When we were…at the pool…”

With a wicked laugh she grabbed me by the hips and squeezed. ”You mean, when I rocked your world?”

Boy did she ever. Even now the mere memory made my legs quake. Focus Lauren. ”That you did. But what did you mean when you said that NOW I was all yours?”

Hello everyone! It’s been a while, but I am happy to announce that I have finally finished my book ”Somewhere Between Love and Justice.” Should you like a copy, you can find it on Amazon Books under S.W. Andersen. You can also follow any news or new events at swandersenwrites dot com

Also, if you’re headed to DragonCon, I plan to have a giveaway or two for LGff fans. Maybe one with TheLostFoodie as well. Hit me up on twitter or PM. You guys, and Doccubus, really are the reason any of this is possible and for that, I can never thank you enough.

I appreciate all for the support and encouragement that has helped me grow over the last couple of years. You really are a wonderful bunch. Don’t worry, I do plan to keep writing LG ff for a bit. I hope to have updates for this a little more frequent, as long as I have a story idea anyway. When you’re tired of this story, by all means let me know, and we will put it to rest.

I’ve been struggling with a bit of a block here, so this is a little short, but I just needed to get it going. Hope its all right.

Thanks again and enjoy BoLo Malibu vacation part 1 of ? We’ll see…

Chapter 16

Wisps of seabreeze slipped across my bare skin, hinting of salt and tickling my nose in a gentle nudge to my senses. They begged for me to wake and take in the beauty of their origin. A place that would surely have the brilliant sparkle of a billion suns rays dancing across the surface and giving to the ebb and flow of the waves. One eye peeked ever so slightly open, testing the brightness level of the room. I was facing the wall, but the reflection off the light blue paint warned me of the onslaught of light should I dare turn my head and face the day. I couldn’t recall the last time I’d slept so well and it wasn’t from overexertion. Bo and I made love soft and slow before drifting off to sleep with her limbs wrapped around me like an octopus. She clung to me as if she feared I’d run to the garage and take a joy ride in one of her cars.

Chapter 1: Chapter 1

First, thank you for the amazing response to my last couple of one shots. Including the collab with TheLostFoodie. I enjoyed writing them. I’m also undecided if I will add a chapter to ”Power of Positive Thinking,” for those who are asking.

Next, if you’re not on twitter or a registered user on here, why? JK. You can reach me at somewhataddictedfanfic at yahoo dot com. This site doesn’t let you put email or for the reviewer who tried to leave hers, here ya go. Thank you for all the great feedback on my updates. You guys are amazing!

As for this little story, I kept thinking of doing a fun little Doccubus car lot fic. If I continue it won’t be very angsty and it probably wont be very long, but I hope its enjoyable. Bo and Lo are OOC.

Having worked in the business for a good number of years, it uses my experiences and some fun stories. I did not research dealers in Vegas or much of the high end brands, so if its inaccurate, I apologize in advance for being lazy.

Finally, none of this is meant to be offensive. It is a reflection of what I’ve witnessed first hand from the very kind, yet gruff men I have worked with and consider great friends. It’s not much, but if you are easily offended by sexist talk…well, consider yourself warned.

DISCLAIMER**- I own nothing. Doccubus belongs to Lost Girl and Prodigy Pictures.

Chapter 1

Is this what it felt like to have it all?

Some people wanted to find their one true love. Some wanted their name in lights. Most people wanted money, a nice house, a fancy car or other material things.

Me? I never needed fame, but I had everything else. Material things by the dozens, a nice home, access to any car I wanted and my one true love…I was on my way to her right now.

The sun was shining, the top was down and it was another beautiful sunny, Las Vegas morning. So nice that I took the long way to work for a change. Usually I was in a rush. There was money to be made and deals to close. Nothing made me happier than the thrill of the car business. You couldn’t find a time to catch me when I wasn’t either on the phone or on the computer. It didn’t matter if I was home, at work or at the casino. The business came first. It was the reason I had it all. It was what I loved. The thrill, the power of the close. There was nothing like it that I had found yet in my life. It was almost an addiction. One I didn’t want to quit.