THUNDER ROLLED in the distance as Grant turned over and checked the clock Marty kept by the side of the bed. It was a little after three, and he lay back down as lightning flashed from behind the window curtains.
He rolled back over and tugged Marty a little closer. Marty sighed and shimmied a little against him without saying anything. The thunder rolled once more, this time louder, drawing closer.
“I used to hate storms,” Marty whispered as he stretched and slowly rolled over to face him. “They would scare me when I was a kid, especially after I saw The Wizard of Oz, because I didn’t want a tornado to take me.”
His voice was quiet, just loud enough to be heard over the wind as it picked up outside.
“I see,” Grant said softly. “Are you still scared of them?”
“Sometimes. When they’re really bad. But I suppose that’s every adult.
You worry about possible damage and if everyone is safe. The source of the worry changes from the storm itself to what it could do. But this is just a summer rain with a little thunder. It’s not one of those big storms that can blow everything away.” Marty kissed him and then pushed back the covers.
He got out of bed and pulled on a robe before leaving the room. When he returned a few minutes later, he shed his robe and crawled back under the covers.
“Is Cameron okay?” Grant knew where Marty had gone.
Marty chuckled as he drew close once more. “Yes. Dexter is with him.
Apparently your well-trained dog is stretched out on Cameron’s bed, keeping watch. He lifted his head when I peered in and then lowered it before closing his eyes. You know the real issue there?”
“What?”
“That Cameron is going to turn Dexter into a pet.” They had talked about this before.
“Yes and no. I always thought that Dexter needed a chance to be a dog.
He and I work together, and Dexter is very good at his job. Every time I think he’s wrong, it turns out that I am.” Another clap of thunder sounded, followed by the tink of rain drops on the windows. “But he also deserves a chance to be a dog, and Cameron is giving him that.” Grant held Marty in his arms, rolling him on the mattress until he closed the final gap between them and kissed him. “Do you think Cameron will stay asleep?” he asked as more thunder rolled, this time less ominous as the storm cell was already beginning to move away.
“Yes,” Marty whispered. “I think he’s going to stay where he is.” He vibrated with energy, which Grant loved and fed into his own desire. He adored how Marty responded to him. There was this connection, almostelectricity between them, that pulled them together. It was nearly as electric as the storm outside.
“What do you want?” Grant whispered into Marty’s ear before sucking lightly on the lobe. Marty whimpered and wrapped his legs around Grant’s waist in a silent question. “Are you sure?” He hadn’t prepared him, but
Marty reached to the bedside table and pressed a packet into his hand. Grant groaned, because there was nothing better than being inside Marty. When the two of them joined, it was magic, like their hearts and souls touching for just a moment. He ripped open the packet and quickly rolled on the condom. Then, slowly, he sank into Marty, the heat and tension sending his mind into clouds of passion.
The room was dark, but Grant could see everything. He knew it wasn’t with his eyes, but with his body. He knew how Marty looked, so everywhere he touched him it was like seeing him and feeling him at the same time. Grant came alive in those moments, and Marty was right there along with him.
buff whose main hobby is working at the local historical society. When a boy
goes missing, Marty offers his tech skills to aid the police in finding him.
Webster works as a K-9 officer with the Carlisle PD, and he’s been assigned to
the recent kidnapping case. He could do without the assistance of the computer
geek who insists on helping, though, no matter how cute he is.
recognize the kidnapper’s pattern, but the long hours bring an intense attraction neither of them has ever experienced. Is the interest real or just a reaction to the excitement and danger? As more children are taken, they will have to set aside their attraction and rely on each other, and Dexter, to find the kids in time.
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Andrew grew up in western Michigan with a father who loved to tell stories and a mother who loved to read them. Since then, he has lived throughout the country and traveled throughout the world. He has a master’s degree from the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee and works in information systems for a large corporation.
Andrew Grey
Andrew, Looking forward to this book. Loved the first one!