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

“Hi,” he said. “I was just dreaming about you.”


“You were? What were we doing in your dream?”


“This,” he said, and rolled over on top of me.


We tried to lie out on the patio later, but the clouds weren’t cooperating. Instead of having lunch at the house, we went down to The Loop and sat on their deck, eating chicken Caesar salads and watching the water, or what there was of it. The tide was about half out, or half in—I wasn’t sure which. A couple of kids in a kayak were trying to paddle it through the narrow channel between the mudflats. There was a gentle breeze coming in from the river, and we sat there sipping iced tea for a long time after we’d finished eating.


At the house, we went back to bed for a nap and other things.


Wednesday morning, I got a call from Captain Plott. “Good morning, Captain,” I said.


Chapter 113