Meet two men who need each other’s help but don’t realize it until it’s almost too late.<br><br>Noah is gay and terrified someone might find out. So much so that when he was blackmailed with pictures of himself with another man, instead of coming clean, he left his SEAL team without a word.<br><br>The other man is openly gay Mason, a former Marine and now part of the FBI’s Joint Terrorist Task force. It takes eight years after their first meeting in the desert for a chance event bring the two men together again. Now Noah must decide if he’s ready to accept who he is or if it’s easier to cut and run. Can they navigate the obstacles in their path to build a relationship? And why does the thought of that scare them more than investigating a group of terrorists?

In His Sights

Mason’s smile grew. “Good. Finish that drink, and let’s head out. We’ve got a lot of catching up to do.”


Mason laughed. Confused, Noah just watched him.


“You should have seen your face. You turned white as a sheet.” Mason let out a hearty laugh. “Relax. I’m not going to make you play twenty questions. Okay?”


Noah was an ass. Mason was kidding, and Noah was having a heart attack. Jesus.When had he gotten so freaked out by talking? Six months, three days and about twenty-two hours ago. Right before his life fell to shit.


They walked out of the airport and over to township parking to get Mason’s truck. It was a bumblebee yellow Dodge 1500 SRT, with a black racing stripe and custom chrome rims. Everything about it screamed, “Here I come.” It wasn’t exactly what Noah had expected, remembering the subdued personality of the Mason he’d met over in the desert.


“This is an amazing ride,” Noah said, not holding back any of his awe.


Chapter 6