Quinton Mann and Mark Vincent are settling into a relationship that shouldn’t be possible. After all, Quinn is CIA, while Mark belongs to the WBIS, an agency labeled by others in the intelligence community as being staffed by sociopaths. Somehow, in spite of that, they seem to be making it work.<br><br>Surprisingly, it isn’t work that separates them but family matters and a friend’s plea for help when his partner is kidnapped. Quinn is off to London, while Mark heads for Los Angeles to solve the kidnapping. Then Mark gets called to Paris by Femme of the Division, where things are not as they seem. Quinn, thinking to meet Mark in Paris, ends up coming to Mark's rescue. Back in the States, Mark fights taking time to recover from being shot while events are happening at the CIA that could endanger both Quinn and his best friend, DB.<br><br>Between family, friends, and Mark, how will Quinn make the opportunity to talk to Mark about moving in together and even starting a family?

Mann of My Dreams Book 2: Things Happen That Way

Mother glanced at her watch. “We need to be going, Quinton.” 


“As must we. I’ve promised to take Abigail to Monaco for a few days, and we still have to pack.” She rose, went to Mother, and kissed her cheek. “Be well, my dearest friend.”


“You also. I’m so pleased you’ve found someone to love. Colonel, treat her well.”


“I will, ma’am. And… thank you. Thank you both.”


I shook hands with both women, took Mother’s arm, and ushered her out of the tearoom.


A cab was waiting at the curb. Bart Freeman leaned casually against the passenger door. He grinned, straightened, and opened the door. “I’ll get another one for the Duchess and her lady.”


“Thank you, Bart.” Mother held out her hand to him. 


“Thank you, Queenie.” He took Mother’s hand. “You’ve been a good friend to… Vanessa.” Of course he wouldn’t use Folana’s real name where we could be overheard. “Mann.” He shook my hand. “Give your uncle my regards. And tell Rivenhall he’s a lucky man.”


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