Micah Thaxter has a problem -- one scary, inconvenient problem. His shadow wants him dead and isn’t shy about it.<br><br>On the plus side, it’s not his time to die and Scary Gary is always there to carry him back to the land of the living. Gary is far too pale, his black cloak a bit out of fashion, and his scythe quite terrifying, but he’s still one of the most beautiful men Micah has ever seen.<br><br>Micah may be stuck with a homicidal shadow, but perhaps there’s a way to keep Gary around too. His job escorting souls keeps him busy, but since Micah has already died once today, Gary’s there. So what’s the harm in offering him a cup of tea?

Scary Gary

Turning around he took in the naked skin, ghostly pale but still beautiful. Gary wasn’t bulky, but his muscles were defined. As his gaze slid lower, he took in the hard cock and let out a shuddering breath. Gary raised an eyebrow at him, then Micah’s back hit the bed.


His shirt landed on the floor seconds later. “It’ll crease.”


Gary stopped his fiddling with Micah’s belt. “What?”


“The shirt, you threw it on the floor. It’ll crease and the—”


Gary cut him off with a growl. “If your clothes get out of this unrumpled, I’m doing it wrong. It’s been quite some time, but I don’t think I’ve forgotten how it’s done right.”


Before Micah could respond, his jeans hit the floor and Gary’s lips wrapped around his throbbing cock.


Chapter 4