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    Jumping the Bull
    Jumping the Bull
    Jumping the Bull
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    Jumping the Bull

    By Jenn Burke

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    Ben Beaufort, badass bison

    Everyone who looks at Ben and sees his six-foot-plus, muscular build assumes he's in construction. Or the military. Or something that requires brawn over brains. In truth, he's a mild-mannered human resources professional—or at least he was, until he got laid off. Now he's looking for a second career as a Furry United Coalition agent, to discover how truly badass he can be.

    Oliver Zuraw, whoop-ass whooping crane

    Oliver's enjoying a second career too, from exotic dancer to the FUC Academy's yoga instructor. Big, badass men like Ben are totally his type—but he's sworn them off, because they're never good news. Except Ben is defying all of Oliver's preconceived notions and making him wonder if maybe this bison is just the right type of badass for him.

    A simple undercover mission that turns out to be not so simple

    When an undercover mission needs a bison shifter, Ben jumps at the chance to put his training to use. A twist of events forces Oliver and Ben to pretend to be married…which leads to an invitation to work for the bad guy on his bad guy ranch doing bad guy things. There's no way they can pass up the opportunity to infiltrate the criminal operation.

    Even if they're a recruit and a civilian instructor who barely know what they're doing.

    And even if there's only one bed waiting for them.

    Jumping the Bull by Jenn Burke is an EveL Worlds novella set in Eve Langlais' Furry United Coalition (F.U.C.) World and available on all platforms (note: Amazon won't post the pre-order page, but will have the book on release day!)

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJenn Burke
    Release dateApr 14, 2020
    ISBN9781393857532
    Jumping the Bull
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    Jenn Burke

    Jenn Burke has loved out-of-this-world romance since she was a preteen reading about heroes and heroines kicking butt and falling in love. She’s been called a pocket-sized and puntastic Canadian, and she’ll happily own that label. Jenn lives just outside of Ottawa, Ontario, with her husband and two kids, plus two dogs named after video game characters…because her geekiness knows no bounds.

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      Jumping the Bull - Jenn Burke

      Introduction

      Ben Beaufort, badass bison

      Everyone who looks at Ben and sees his six-foot-plus, muscular build assumes he’s in construction. Or the military. Or something that requires brawn over brains. In truth, he’s a mild-mannered human resources professional—or at least he was, until he got laid off. Now he’s looking for a second career as a Furry United Coalition agent, to discover how truly badass he can be.

      Oliver Zuraw, whoop-ass whooping crane

      Oliver’s enjoying a second career too, from exotic dancer to the FUC Academy’s yoga instructor. Big, badass men like Ben are totally his type—but he’s sworn them off, because they’re never good news. Except Ben is defying all of Oliver’s preconceived notions and making him wonder if maybe this bison is just the right type of badass for him.

      A simple undercover mission that turns out to be not so simple

      When an undercover mission needs a bison shifter, Ben jumps at the chance to put his training to use. A twist of events forces Oliver and Ben to pretend to be married…which leads to an invitation to work for the bad guy on his bad guy ranch doing bad guy things. There’s no way they can pass up the opportunity to infiltrate the criminal operation.

      Even if they’re a recruit and a civilian instructor who barely know what they’re doing.

      And even if there’s only one bed waiting for them.

      Does this premise and world seem familiar? That’s because it is based off the Eve Langlais Furry United Coalition. Eve Langlais has invited her author friends to come and play in her world. To find out more, visit Worlds.EveLanglais.com.

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      Ben Beaufort managed to turn the knob of his apartment door without dropping the box in his hands, then kicked it open with maybe a little more force than necessary. It popped back and slammed into the wall, and he grimaced at the crash.

      What the— His sister, Diana, burst out of her room down the hall, then stopped and stared at him. You’re home early.

      Yep. The word was short, abrupt, and he sighed. The sudden mess of his life wasn’t Didi’s fault.

      And with a box. Why do you have a box? She came closer, and noticed what was in the box. Oh my god, did you—

      Get laid off? He put the box on the floor next to the entryway table and turned his attention to the spot where the door had connected with the wall. Yep, that was a dent. Just a small one, since the spring thing had taken the brunt of the force, but something he’d have to fix before the super saw it. He closed the door and faced his sister. I did indeed. They ‘restructured’ the HR department to make it more efficient and focused and blah blah blah.

      He didn’t protest when Didi enveloped him in her arms. She wasn’t small, by any means—in a crowd of women, she towered over them, being more than six feet tall and sharing the thick, solid build of her inner bison cow. It was times like this that he loved the fact that they’d chosen to live together when they moved off the ranch and into the city. Ben leaned into her embrace, revelling in it like he would a good wallow in soft dirt.

      You loved that job, Didi said softly.

      He nodded against the crook of her shoulder and neck. He really had. He’d been with InnovaTech for ten years. It was his home away from home. The foundation of his career. He’d worked at another, smaller company for his first couple of years out of university, but InnovaTech had been where he’d bloomed and come into his own as a human resources professional. His manager had been thrilled with his contributions, both in reducing the workload of their team with his innovative changes to their processes, to the fun events he’d suggested to raise the morale of all employees on a regular basis. Guess all that meant nothing. The executives didn’t care that he’d put his heart and soul into his job. That he’d cared for the people he worked with and for. He was just a number. An expendable, erasable number.

      He sniffled.

      Aw, baby. Didi squeezed him harder. You know what you need?

      A wallow?

      Definitely. But tomorrow. Tonight, you need junk food and tequila.

      He lifted his head. Margaritas?

      All the margaritas you can drink. And we can brainstorm a plan for your future.

      It was the best, terrible idea. Let’s do it.

      Ben didn’t even know what time it was. Only that it was dark, the room lit only by the glow of the muted TV and the lights from the kitchen, where the margarita mix lived. They’d decided not to go the frozen route—he hated brain freeze, and with the amount of alcohol he’d need to consume to get drunk, it would have just slowed him down.

      He licked the salt off the rim as Didi gestured with her glass. And then! This is crazy, you’re never going to believe it. Then Bob—

      You said his name was Bill.

      Bob, Bill, what the fuck ever. Oh boy, Didi was drunk if she was dropping the F-bomb that casually. Their mother would have kittens if she heard. Ben giggled at that thought. Kittens.

      So Bob—she stressed the name, as if by decree she could make him a Bob even if he wasn’t—and fuckin’ Marly sneak out of the porta-potty together.

      Ew! Ben frowned as he tried to place the name. Oh, wait, Marly? Your dick of a foreman?

      She leaned back, a triumphant smirk on her face, One and the same. The one who keeps commenting on women needing to be in the kitchen instead of on the work site.

      And they were fucking in a porta-potty?

      I don’t even want to know, Didi said, swinging her glass to the side. A few drops spilled out, but she didn’t seem to care. Neither did Ben, for that matter. Marly’s hair was super messed up, though. Like someone had been pulling on it.

      In a porta-potty? Ben couldn’t even get his head around that. He didn’t know how big these guys were, but even average-sized human men would have trouble both fitting in one of the tiny closet-like toilets, wouldn’t they?

      I know! So gross. Didi scrunched up her nose. I’m not sure how I’m going to look them in the eye if I have to work with them again.

      Oh, bullshit. Ben chuckled. You’re going to smirk at them and blow bubble gum in their faces while waggling your eyebrows.

      She giggled. You know me so well.

      Of course he did. And the same was true of her and him. Him and her? Whatever. She knew him just as well. They were twins, after all. He held out a fist and she bumped it, and then they both made an explosion noise.

      Oh! Didi bounced with the sudden exclamation, but took a sip of her drink before she continued. I didn’t tell you. Jack—remember Jack?

      The douchebag pig you dated?

      He wasn’t a pig. He was a boar.

      But a douchebag.

      Yes, definitely a douchebag, she agreed with a raising of her glass. "He finally found his

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