George Martin and Mike Foster have been best friends since childhood, but recent events have brought them even closer together: Mike has moved into George’s house now that George’s unfaithful boyfriend has been kicked out. It puts Mike in a pinch, because he’s always loved George -- maybe more than a best friend should.<br><br>George doesn’t suspect Mike’s feelings, being wrapped up in his job as the youngest lieutenant in the Jacksonville sheriff’s office and investigating a series of murders. But it will all come to a head when George is stalked by a psycho and Mike steps in front of a bullet meant for George. George then realizes there’s much more to their relationship than he thought.

Bodies of Work

“It doesn’t get much better than this,” I said as I sipped my Port.


“You won’t get an argument out of me.”


Back at the house, we had to have a final glass of wine for a nightcap, although it paled by comparison with the Balmoral, after which we somehow both managed to wind up naked in my bed, where we crashed.


In spite of everything, I woke up at six. I lay there for a few minutes, realizing that something was different. What it was, I discovered, was Mike’s morning wood poking me in the small of my back. I thought about the implications of that for a minute, then thought to myself, What the fuck… why not?


I rolled over and snuggled up against his warm body. He slowly came awake, and one thing led to another. Some time later, we wound up in the shower together. After we were out of the shower and dry, he hugged me and gave me a somewhat sloppy kiss.


Chapter 30