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

“Then that’s what I want to do. I’m signing myself out. Please get the paperwork ready.”


Noah moved further into the room. “Mas, why don’t you just wait for the doctor?”


Mason turned to Noah. Mason’s eyes squinted, his mouth pinched in a thin line and his hands fisted. That was enough to give Noah his answer—Mason wasn’t waiting.


The nurse held her ground, glaring at Mason, she appeared about to say something.


Noah needed to defuse the situation quick. “I’ll be around to take him home and keep an eye on him. If anything changes, I’ll bring him right back.”


The nurse’s gaze traveled between Mason and Noah, then she let out a harrumph. “Brian, come with me. We’ll prepare your paperwork, but the doctor on call will still need to sign off on it.”


“As long as I don’t have to wait for him to finish in surgery, that’s fine.” Mason leaned back on the bed, a cocky smile on his face.


Noah turned to Mason. “What the fuck?”


Chapter 97