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

He opened the door and froze, his brain not believing what he saw.


Noah wore a smile a mile wide. “You going to let me in? Or just stand there?”


Mason’s whole body tingled. He fought to keep it together. “I’m not sure I’m in the mood to deal with an unexpected guest.”


Mason wouldn’t believe it possible, but Noah’s smile grew. “Get out of the way, silly.”


Mason moved just enough to let Noah fit through the door, his bag nearly not able to squeeze through. Before Noah could pass him, Mason grabbed on and buried his face into Noah’s neck. He inhaled deeply; making sure his eyes weren’t playing tricks. He couldn’t stop the wetness from hitting Noah’s shirt.


Mason’s face heated. “Nothing. I’m sorry.” Mason burrowed his way in deeper, not wanting Noah to witness his state. He was tired. That’s all it was.


“Come on, baby, really. What is it?” Noah sounded insistent. He dropped his bag and walked them farther into the house.


Chapter 115