Chicago PD Detective Michael Branham reluctantly calls in the federal marshals when he gets wind of a dangerous fugitive. Ken “Sully” Sullivan flies in as the Agent-in-Charge. After a futile car chase during a blizzard and a resulting car accident, the two men take shelter in an unused stable. Wounded and cold, Sully and Michael lower their defenses and admit their attraction to each other. Sully's comfortable with his bisexuality, whereas Michael has some self-admitted attraction to men but has never done anything about it. Months later, Michael has a family funeral in the DC area and arranges to meet Sully again. The heat still smolders between them. Then disaster hits Michael -- the kind only another cop can understand. Sully rearranges his life to support Michael, who is still uncertain about their new relationship. Can two men with high stress jobs from different cities find a way to meet each other in the middle?

Trust in the Fast Lane

He turned to wrap me tighter in his arms, kissing me softly. “For some guys, the trust thing is very hard.”


“I care about you, Sully. I’m just not sure where I stand.”


I wish I could say the nightmare didn’t return. It did. I was halfway across the bed, on my hands and knees crawling…I had no idea where. The difference was that this time when Sully grabbed me, I didn’t fight him. His hands on my arms yanked me out of the nightmare enough for me to sag down onto my chest.


I rested my forehead on my arm, listening to the thunder of my pulse. “I’m okay.”


“Sort of. And weird crap that didn’t happen.”


He rubbed my back in silence for quite a while, more patient than I ever expected another man to be. Finally, I slipped back under the blankets and fell asleep with his arm around me.


Chapter 25