All Chapters of Hot Under Cover: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Dear Reader Thank you for reading the first chapter of the book called, Hot Under Cover. Hot Undercover was originally written as an Interactive Story Game. I am in the process of adapting it into a novel form. The original version contains a great deal of dialogue to fit the platform for which it was intended. Though you can enjoy the story in its interactive format too as currently published. (eg when Aaron speaks, the format will be as this: Aaron ~ "Devan, I think we are damn lost.") Full adaptation will be dependent on the popularity of the old Interactive Story. Let me know what you think, of Hot Undercover Happy reading, Tatum Whispers ************************* Something extraordinary is about to happen to me today. Everything in my life has leadup to this moment.   I am not a man for small things; love to me is a small thing; I do not embrace it, nor w

It is two days since my encounter in the diner. I can't stop thinking about her. I keep checking my phone to see if she has called. She is consuming me. I guess I am fucked.Not only does this girl have my head in a spin, but I seem to have become the daily amusement for these two idiots. So as early as this morning is, Devan feels it is good to start."Are you still thinking of Summer?""Yes, and your problem is?""You look like a lovesick puppy.""Your ass is a lovesick puppy.""At least my ass is not in love.""I am not in love.""Oh, you so are.""You don't even know what love looks like.""I am looking at it now. You are so screwed.""I know."Then Devan comes up with the best idea for the day, or so he thinks."Let's take a drive out there again.”"Do you know how to get lost there again?"

I have my baby with me; she is fast asleep in my arms. She is perfect; I have never known a woman that holds natural beauty from both outside and within. She is also very vulnerable and innocent, though she could have easily been taken advantage of by those two men. She believes that this world is just as pure as where she came from where it can be hard and very ugly here. How do I protect her when I myself am a bad man.I slip my arm out from underneath her and pull the covers back over her shoulders. I slip a pair of shorts on and make my way down to the kitchen. I find Devan and Matson already having their morning coffee."Well, look who decided to wake up," Devan says as he greets me."Have you seen the damn time," Matson asks."Why did you not wake me up."Devan looks at me as a cocky smile appears on his face, "And have my face smashed in, and after all that moaning last night, we thought you'd be tired. For a virgin, she does scream a lot, o

A half hour later, we on the road to her father's house; it is way past the bar, even further past three farm-style houses, and past something that looks like a damn cemetery. This is a scary shit town, which has a damn cemetery in the middle of nowhere. We finally turn off on a dirt road that is smack bang in the middle of another nowhere too."This looks like the perfect place to hide a body."Then Devan corrects me. "Try three bodies."We get to a big ranch where two men are standing and waiting for us. I don't think you can call them men; they are centerfolds for that mean heavyweight magazines. I am hoping it is not, but it probably is her father and cousin.She jumps out of the car and runs over and hugs the one man."Guys, we are fucked.""Her dad looks cool man." Devan remarks with a nervous tone in his voice"And her cousin is actually good looking," Matson joins him."Then go say hello big mouths.""Guys," Summer

Well, here I am sitting and staring Summer’s father in the face, and he is asking me the very thing I wish to keep a secret. What do I do? Now by the size of the arsenal in his barn, I can safely say that he is into some serious shit too. The question is, who is going to play kiss and tell? “Sir.” “Call me Joseph.” “Joseph, Matson is a tracer, the world's dumbest one if I might say, your daughter did a better job than he did.” “You don't look like the type of guy that does any finding, and I am even too damn scared to ask.” “I am not in the type of business you will find in a phone book. You need to know someone that knows someone that knows me.” “Goddammit. What shit are you into, boy?” “Enfor