Monte’s sporting goods store is teetering on the edge of collapse due to the economic problems. The small conservative eastern California town he chose for his dream project is not welcoming, even though he keeps his gay lifestyle quiet. Then big trouble and a gorgeous package delivery driver fall into his world at the same time. Are they somehow connected?<br><br>Jeff, a special agent for Homeland Security, is working undercover to help bust a contraband and drug operation. Tracks lead to the small town of Cameron Creek, California. Who is the crime ring’s contact at this end? As a delivery driver, Jeff is scoping things out. When he meets Monte, he is smitten at once, but evidence begins to link this new friend to the case. Jeff has every reason not to pursue a relationship, but can he stop himself?

Special Delivery

“What’s wrong?” Jed’s tone was flat yet held a sharp query.


“I’m not sure, but there’s something strange about the box.” Monte reached in and tugged at one of the bottom flaps. It came up with no effort, as did the opposite one and then the two beneath that.


Halfway through that second opening, he heard Jed’s sharp intake of breath. He glanced up, but Jed’s carefully impassive face told him nothing. But was there something else in the other man’s eyes, just for a nanosecond? It vanished before he could be sure, leaving him wishing he was telepathic


Monte froze as the contents of the second compartment appeared.


“Some special merchandise?” Jed’s satirical question sounded so cold Monte’s ears burned.


“I—no. Not anything I ordered anyway. What the hell is going on?”


Chapter 12