I was an average man, not at all violent, until a bastard tricked my best friend into killing my lover, Mick. When that happened, with my best friend in prison for life, I took things into my own hands and killed the bastard.<br><br>Not too soon after, a man contacted me. The man Mick had worked for -- as a vigilante. He convinced me to take Mick's place, once I'd been trained to do what Mick had done.<br><br>I did. Now I'm a not so average man who might, just might, be falling in love with another vigilante. Coop Frost, to be exact. That is, if we can survive what comes next.

Not Your Average Man

“Give me time to think about this. And to get settled in and find a place to live and a job.”


All he said in reply was, “How long?”


I shrugged. “I was aiming for a week before deciding if I had to move on.”


“Very good. I’ll get in touch with you this time next week.”


I smiled slightly. “So class is dismissed for now?”


“It is. Unless you want to talk sports or what have you.” He grinned, so I knew he was kidding.


“I’ll expect a call in a week,” I said, getting up.


“Zane. I hope you make the right decision.”


Chapter 9