Welcome to Hurricane Bay, Florida, where the act of arson isn’t uncommon. When a popular gay bar, the Flaming Flamingo, burns to the ground with bartender Rudy inside, fear rocks the Gulf-side community. Bar owner Peter Rotunda wants to learn who destroyed his business and committed murder. Soon after the incident, Rotunda hires adorable and sexy private investigator Axle Dupree to take the case.<br><br>Axle is a fresh private eye with exemplary charm. Not only can he woo the pants off his boyfriend Casey, but also just about every other guy in town. Soon a list of alleged suspects builds: wealthy Laura Monigal, who has a history of arson; mysterious faux-cowboy Clifton Monigal; a Daisy Dukes-wearing circus performer; and a “fluff” romance writer.<br><br>As June unfolds, conversations are sharp, road trips into the Everglades become overwhelming, and spying is necessary. But after applying heat to the suspects, Axle learns who the murderer is ... and so much more about his community.

Heat

Casey snored, sounding like a lion growling. His chest rose and fell in the dim light that secreted from the bathroom and gently filled a portion of the bedroom where he and I slept together. The man’s nipples were hard, and he had a boner between his legs, obviously dreaming an intense sex-tale. Unable to doze off, I watched him sleep and realized that I was pretty lucky to have a beautiful man at my side. Luck was on my side to call him my boyfriend. Great and sweet fit the guy, as well as charming; a certain man who had treated me like a prince.


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