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

“They think someone was after me specifically,” Noah said.


Mason shook his head and stared at Noah. “That doesn’t make sense.”


“Who knows you’re here except for me?” Mason paced in the small area, his gaze continuously going back to Noah’s. “And if I wanted to take you out, I’d kill you with my cooking.”


“Come on. I want to get the hell out of here.” Noah was done with the coddling.


“Let’s go.” Mason adjusted to help Noah move into the waiting wheelchair.


Noah shooed Mason away and side-stepped the transportation. “I got this.” He hobbled toward the opening in the curtain.


Mason slid the wheelchair in front of Noah, stopping him. “Not so fast. Your ride’s here.”


“What the hell?” Noah’s stare locked on Mason’s. “No. I can walk out on my own.”


“The hell I can’t. I’m not crippled.” Noah went to move around the contraption.


Mason stepped alongside him. “Riding in this is hospital policy.”


Chapter 20