Mark Vincent has risen from senior special agent to Director of Interior Affairs in the WBIS. Lately, life has been sweet for him -- in addition to his promotion, he's found a partner in Quinton Mann, who can almost match his ability in the intelligence field, in spite of the fact Quinn's CIA. Mark has also found a condo in Alexandria with the help of Portia Mann, Quinn's mother, and it's closer to Quinn's town house than Mark's present apartment. Sweetest of all, Mark plans to take Quinn to his island in the Caribbean for the holidays.<br><br>Quinn's glad he has the holiday with Mark to look forward to -- something is going on at Langley, and he feels he's being kept out of the loop. To make matters even worse, useless missions and sleepless nights filled with nightmares are leaving him exhausted. But then his mother's life if threatened, and Quinn discovers the accident that resulted in her hospitalization was no accident. The obsessively self-absorbed Senator Wexler is involved, and while Quinn considers himself a civilized man, now he's out for blood.<br><br>Up until this point, Mark has stayed out of Quinn's CIA business. But hurting Quinn and those he loves isn't a smart move, and Mark has every intention of seeing Wexler pays. Quinn demands to come along, and while Mark isn't happy, he finally agrees, and they set out together to deal with the senator. There's just one catch: this will be the first time Quinn sees Mark at his deadly best, and Mark isn't sure how his lover will react.

Forever

“I wanted to know if you’d like to have dinner with me and Mother this evening.” He smiled at me. “You might as well say yes. I’ve already ordered…” George Washington University Hospital had a good chef on staff for patients who were well enough to eat real food, and family could be accommodated as well, with trays sent to the rooms. “…and my uncles and Gregor won’t be in until later this evening. They’ve been getting the house ready for her.”


“Sounds good to me.” It just happened to work out that his uncles and Novotny weren’t there when I was there. It wasn’t as if I was trying to avoid anyone—I’d run into Quinn plenty of times. “So what did you order?”


He spoke of the menu until the nurse opened the door.


“You and your uncle can come back in now, Mr. Mann,” she said to Quinn. “Your mother is healing very well.”


“My uncle and I are glad to hear that.”


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