“You know this is a democracy. You can always say no,” Quinn said, giving him a fast kiss.
“I never say no to you,” Brent responded. “Well, almost never, after the first couple of weeks.”
The two men had met when they’d been students at UCD, working on their bachelor degrees in criminal justice. Brent was a year ahead of Quinn and had taken the younger man under his wing—and into his bed two weeks later when they discovered there was an undeniable attraction between them.
Right after graduation, Brent had applied for and received his private investigator’s license—as had Quinn a year later. They moved in together and set up their business. At first it had been called Collins and Brannon Investigations.
Then, late one evening after celebrating the successful conclusion of their first truly difficult case, Brent had gotten down on one knee and asked Quinn to marry him. Quinn gleefully accepted