Jefferson Sebring wined and dined, charmed and cajoled, and lured and seduced handsome men into his bed. However, he never wanted to keep one longer than a few dates or a few months. He had his work with the CIA and his duties to his family, and with those and his men, he was content. That was, until Ludovic Rivenhall.<br><br>First Ludo squired Jefferson’s sister Portia around town, then fell into Jefferson's bed as so many others had. But Ludo wanted more than a same time next year type of relationship; he wanted to stay in Jefferson’s life, and Jefferson found he was willing to allow it as long as they both still wanted it.<br><br>Years later, they both still wanted each other -- but men didn't marry men. Or did they, in this new world they had survived to see?

Ace-High Royal Flush

“What do you know about our sister?” Tony snapped.


Bryan paused in the act of reaching for a sandwich. “She’s as much my sister as she is yours, but you’re right—what do I know?” Instead of picking up the sandwich, he turned his wrist and studied his watch. “It’s later than I realized. I’d better be going. Jeff, I’ll send whatever information I can find to you as soon as I get it. If there’s anything else I can do for you, let me know.”


He put down the barely-touched glass of Glenlivet, turned on his heel, and walked out of Tony’s apartment.


Tony waited until he heard the sound of the door closing behind our youngest brother, then glared at me.


I held up my hands in surrender. “I didn’t say anything.”


“Aren’t you going to ask what’s going on between us?” He turned scarlet. “I mean—”


Chapter 4