Hotshot defense attorney James Scott always follows his gut -- even when it tells him an obviously guilty man is a victim himself. Homicide detective Owen Duke doesn't have time for gut feelings -- he lives by logic and evidence. And all the evidence tells him that Scott's client is guilty of the cold-blooded murder of a young ballerina.<br><br>Scott, a notorious media darling, is willing to risk his reputation and his career on the kid's innocence. But his undeniable charm is not enough to save his client's life. He needs Owen Duke, a man who stands for truth and justice, even if the detective hates Scott and his gut feelings.<br><br>What's supposed to be an open-and-shut case quickly becomes a quagmire of lies, murder, and rotting corruption. Suddenly, instead of being a thorn in Duke's side, James Scott is the only person in San Francisco the detective can trust. As the attraction between them deepens, they race to save an innocent man, but can they save their own hearts in the process?

Pas de Deux

“Feeling’s mutual,” Scott murmured, pleased by the way his lips brushed against Duke’s skin.10


When Scott woke up alone, he was sure that meant Duke was already long gone. Not only was he left in bed without so much as a good-bye, he also had the worst hard-on of his adult life. He stroked himself absently, debating whether or not he had the time to get himself off, or if he should just shower and start his day. It didn’t help that his pillow still smelled distinctly of the other man. Or that the sheet was still warm where Duke had slept. He probably hadn’t even been gone for long. He could have stuck around for a bit. Or maybe woke Scott up before he left.


Chapter 30