One Particular Harbor by Mychael BlackThe shrill beep of the alarm had Elliot groaning. He reached out and slapped around on the bedside table. When his fingers found the clock, he took great joy in slamming his hand down on the snooze button. Tugging the blanket up over his head to block out the world, he was just about ready to catch a few more Zs when the covers were rudely yanked off the bed. Elliot grabbed his pillow and hurled it at the German Shepherd he knew was there. The pillow came back, whacking him square in the face.
“What the f**k?” He sat up so quickly, he made himself lightheaded.
“Wake up, sleepyhead.”
Elliot fell backward onto the bed with a groan. “What are you doing here? I thought you were taking a vacation.” He felt the bed dip beside him.
“I am. So are you. I ga
