It’s 1996, and Mark Vincent, senior special agent of the Washington Bureau of Investigation and Security, is sent on assignment to Prague to cancel the head of a terrorist organization. He has no doubt it will be a simple operation. After all, he’s the best, isn’t he? Only another member of the WBIS gets involved, and when everything goes south -- including the loss of valued members of his team -- Mark vows to destroy the man responsible for this debacle. Refused permission to return to the States and ordered to take time off to decompress, Mark heads to Paris, where he meets an attractive rent boy who introduces himself as Louis. Unable to resist, Mark, portraying an ordinary businessman, gives his name as Rick, and they spend the week together. However, neither man is what he portrays himself as. With this unlikely pair, can this be the start of a beautiful friendship?

The Start of a Beautiful Friendship

"Je vous demande pardon?" A man and a woman stood there regarding us, obviously horrified.


Louis laughed and clarified in French, "You might want to use the other elevator."


"Ah, oui." They backed away, and the gates closed.


This time I waited until the cab was actually in motion before I crowded him into the corner again. I trapped both wrists in one hand, so I'd have a hand free to explore him. I stroked my fingertips over his cheek, enjoying the feel of the stubble that covered it. He had a full lower lip, and I ran the pad of my thumb along it before tipping up his chin and taking his mouth in a searing kiss.


He moaned, and I gentled the kiss. "Sorry," I murmured. Sex could be as rough as fuck, but I didn't want to knock out one of his teeth.


"English, Louis," I growled in his ear, even though I knew he was begging for more. I undid his trousers and reached in.


Chapter 8