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

“I should have put you down like a rabid dog when I had the opportunity!”


That was the exact phrase Drum had used. A coincidence? As Mark would say, “Not fucking likely!” Drum and I would have a little talk after I got Mark back to the States.


“Fuck you, bitch.” Mark’s gun was just beyond his grasp, but he didn’t stop trying to reach for it.


Anacapri laughed, a hard sound not in the least pleasant. She was focused so totally on him that it took a few seconds before she realized I was in the room. Her eyes widened, her face flushed, and she started to aim the Ruger at me.


I could have killed her immediately, but I didn’t want her to have an easy death. I aimed at the hand that held the Ruger and fired.


She screamed in pain and outrage, but whatever she might have said was drowned by the roar of another gun being fired, and then her face vanished in a smear of blood, bone, and brains. I glanced to my right. Femme stood there, slowly lowering her weapon. 


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