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

“Strip me naked and have your way with me?” he asked, amusement, and something else, coloring his words. “Yeah, I probably should because right now, if you tried, I wouldn’t resist. And I’m still not sure that would be a good thing.” He kissed me quickly. “Not a bad thing, but maybe…” Suddenly, he grinned. “It’s not in the contract, so we’re shit out of luck.”


“Then we’ll rewrite it—tomorrow?”


“Perhaps. You’ve still got one day until you’re due back at work.”


“I’m not on any set schedule until after the New Year,” he replied as he got up. When I just sat there, he chuckled. “Are you going to drive me back or do I have to walk?”


“Hmm. I suppose I can be your driver. I expect to be paid though.”


Chapter 36