Deepan vowed never to come back to Seattle after surviving the hell that was high school. Being a gay Muslim doesn't go down well with anyone. But the temptation of a better paid job in his hometown was too great, and now Deepan finds he's either brought a stalker with him or the stalker is already here. And things are escalating. When his only salvation lies in his former crush, Deepan finds his lust hasn't gone away. In fact, with time, it's only grown more intense.<br><br>Karl had a high-flying career as a baseball star until injury forced him out. Now he's a cop, and going back to school isn't what he has in mind when he's called to a scene where a former classmate has been murdered in the middle of their high school reunion.<br><br>It isn't until he learns Deepan might be at the center of the case that Karl discovers what he really wants out of life. And who.

Resurfaced

“I don’t know, Paige. He’s divorced now, but…” He rubbed his hands over his face. “I think it’s best I just leave it be. It would just bring back bad memories.”


“Of school. Not Karl, but of everything else.” Deepan grimaced. “Karl reminded me that our school reunion was this weekend. I was trying to forget about it.”


Paige was silent for a moment, watching him curiously. Deepan could see the cogs turning. He had mentioned that he had gone to the local high school and told Paige of all the things that had happened to him—Paige was an excellent listener—so he didn’t need to reiterate why he hated high school.


“If you have such bad memories of the place, why did you come back?” Paige asked. “I still can’t understand that.”


“I came back because the job was better than my previous one.”


Chapter 8