Chapter 47

“You’re not a cop, or a Fed, so you can’t do that,” Brax told him. “Besides, if you were going to, you’d have done it already.”

“True. And I haven’t. I decided soon after we met that I wouldn’t, if it turned out I was right about what you were doing. I knew there was a good, decent man somewhere inside.” Kyle took a drink of coffee, gazing at Brax over the rim of the cup. “I was right.”

Brax smiled. “It just took someone like you…No, not like. It took youto bring it out.”

“And I got you as a reward for doing it.”

Brax leaned in to give him a quick kiss. “That you did. Not sure I’m a real prize, but…”

“In my eyes you are,” Kyle replied softly before sitting back so the waiter could set down their meals. 13

Kyle left the next morning, promising he’d be back in two weeks, “Come hell or high water.”