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

“Come on, Deepan. You’re not stupid. She clearly fancies you.”


“Don’t be daft. She needed a roommate after her last one bailed on her and I needed somewhere to live. That’s it.” He hopped over the back of the couch and landed on the cushions. “I’ve only known her for six months.”


“Don’t start, Karl. Not after last night.”


Karl hadn’t forgotten. Hearing Kenneth go on about what he could do to teach a gay man like Deepan a lesson was still fresh in his mind. It had been a great temptation to disinfect the car with Kenneth still in it.


From the slight trembling of his hands, Deepan was still affected by it. Karl sat beside him.


“You can still press charges. It’s not too late…”


“It’s not that I want to talk to you about.” Deepan swallowed. “That I can handle.”


Chapter 20