Bearly Working
The Grizzly List, #3
by Julia Talbot
Date of
Publication: December 1st 2016
Publisher: All
Romance eBooks
Cover Artist: Erin
Dameron Hill
Genre: Gay Paranormal
Romance
From The Book Junkie Reads . . . Bearly
Working (The Grizzly List, #3) . . .
The
blurb for this book got me first. Then the ad in the newspaper well almost in
the paper got me next. I loved that Sasha and his way around the world and
being hearing impaired. I think that I loved Trent just as much because he was
willing to take that chance and make something happen. All that was even more
sealed by the fact that it just took him one look at the Skype screen to know
that he made the perfect decision for him and his life. Beautiful quickie that pulls at the
heartstrings. I loved it.
The Grizzly List
series:
Bear Wanted – The Grizzly List, #1
One and Only Bear – The Grizzly List, #2
Bearly Working – The Grizzly List, #3
BLURB
How can a deaf bear
find his mate?
Deaf werebear Sasha loves his data entry job
at The Grizzly List. When he receives Trent’s ad to place, he knows he's going
to answer it instead, even if it might cost him his job.
Sasha’s lack of hearing doesn’t bother
Trent—his mother was deaf, too. There’s only one problem: it’s a long-distance
relationship. It’s an issue he’s willing to overcome, because once he sees his
little bear on Skype, Trent knows they’re meant to be together.
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An ad in The Grizzly List weekly:
Big single grizzly
bear in search of hot little bear who likes blondes from Alaska. Moved to
Colorado permanently and looking for company. ND, social drinking okay. Old
fashioned bear likes to go out to dinner, watch movies and cuddle. If you like
hairy and totally ready to focus on you, I’m your bear. Reply to box 564 with
your fav restaurant and a pic if you’re ready for fun.
The ad came with a picture of this
tall, broad man wearing flannel, his shaggy blond hair and bright golden eyes
the very picture of health and, somehow, joy.
Sasha sighed softly, using the mouse
pointer to trace the features on the photo. Oh. Oh, that was… Look at that
gorgeous face. The features were large, blunt, very grizzly. Just his type.
He looked up to see Vic and Marty
having a fight, which they called a “discussion” about some new Facebook page
rule and whether or not they needed to form a group. They loved to fight.
Everyone else at The Grizzly List
hated it.
He glanced back at the screen. He was
meant to clean this ad up, post it to the website and feature it in the weekly
paper that went out in four towns. They were trying to expand through Utah and
Wyoming, down into New Mexico, but right now this was a Colorado company
serving Colorado bears.
This guy was in—Sasha checked the IP.
Boulder. Yum.
The temptation to answer the ad, to
just send a picture, the name Sizzling Siam, and an image of the Gladiator
movie cover to the guy and hope for the best was huge.
Still, the rules were “no dating
clients or co-workers.” No co-opting the clients.
The guys kept escalating, so Sasha
looked away, focusing on the screen. God, he could so use some time off from
not-this. He loved the idea of The Grizzly List. Sasha sucked at working in the
office.
In a perfect universe, he’d be an
investor, not a peon, but everyone had to start somewhere, right? Right.
He sighed, and copied the ad to paste
it into the editing software. Instead, Sasha opened his Dropbox and pasted it
into a doc there.
He would do it from home. Tonight. If
the guy didn’t answer, then great. The ad would go live tomorrow. That was the
perfect compromise, and hey, if it gave him jack off material, so be it.
Okay. Okay, that was fair. Maybe a
little sneaky, but fair.
He saved it so he would have it at
home with his leftover Thai food, and glanced around one more time, the thrill
of being bad racing through him.
Sometimes you just had to, Sasha told
himself. Sometimes you just had to stop being a good employee. This grizzly
might be his chance at a one and only, or it might not get off the ground, but
he had to try.
After all, how many chances did a deaf
guy get to find the bear of his dreams?
***
The email came in early in the morning
when Trent was weighing the value of sit-ups and push-ups versus blueberry
pancakes with pecans.
The ding made him glance at his phone,
and Trent’s heart kicked into high gear when he saw the reply was from the
office at The Grizzly List weekly, a newspaper that put bears in touch with
guys interested in bears. Real and play. He thought he’d been pretty explicit
that he was a real bear.
The email subject was, “Nice pic.
Cuddling is my thing.”
There was a picture of the Gladiator
movie cover, and then a smaller, kinda fuzzy picture of a dude. Then there was
Restaurant: Thai food from Sizzling Siam.
Dark and little, little even for a
human—was this guy even a bear? He was adorbs, though. Totally.
So.
Trent hit reply. “I like it. Gladiator
is one of my faves.”
It took just seconds for a response.
“I know, right? Men in skirts. Studly. What’s yrs?”
“Star Wars original trilogy. Pew pew.”
He grinned. Trent was a freak for A New Hope and The Empire Strikes Back. Jedi…
eh.
“V. cool. I love the special effects
in those.”
“I do, too. Where are you?” Was it too
soon to ask? He felt good about this one.
“Sitting in my bedroom on the laptop.
;-).” Oh, teasing butthead. “What about u?”
“On the deck.” He’d been lucky enough
to rent a house that backed up to a nature trail. He had this amazing deck with
a view.
“Rock on. I’m in Durango, btw.”
Oh, damn. That was one hell of a drive
for a possible pickup. Too bad. This little bear was adorable.
Trent grinned. “Boulder. Just moved
down last month.”
“Down? From where? Do you like it?”
The emails flew fast and quick, the little bear curious.
“Alaska. I do custom camping gear and
it’s cheaper to manufacture down here.”
“Wow. I do data entry.”
“Yeah? Do you like your job?” He
settled in, working his butt into the grooves of his chair. He started
wondering if Little Bear chatted. Texted. Liked to talk on the phone.
“It’s a job. You ever do Google
Hangouts or Messenger or anything?”
“I can.” He could figure it out,
right? “I could call, too. Is it too soon for that?” He wanted to hear this
one’s voice. Really badly.
There was a pause in the emails and he
winced. Oh, yeah. Too soon.
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Author Info
Julia Talbot lives in the great
Southwest, where there is hot and cold running rodeo, cowboys, and everything
from meat and potatoes to the best Tex-Mex. A full time author, Julia has been
published by Samhain Publishing, Dreamspinner Press, All Romance eBooks and
Changeling Press. She believes in stories that leave a mark, and that everyone
deserves a happy ending, so she writes about love without limits, where boys
love boys, girls love girls, and boys and girls get together to get wild,
especially when her crazy paranormal characters are involved. Find Julia at
@juliatalbot on Twitter.
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