Ghostwalker Sam Jones has been half in love with Michael King since he started working at Requiem Inc. But Michael is his boss and a Guardian, to boot. Sam thinks they could make it work anyway, but Michael uses his position and his age to keep Sam at arm’s length.<br><br>When Sam continues to volunteer for the most dangerous cases, Michael has to intervene. He tells himself he’s just doing his job, but he’s always seen Sam as more than another operative, and he can’t bear the thought of not taking his chance.<br><br>The connection between them has been strong from the beginning, and Michael’s telepathy adds unexpected depth and an edge to their new romance, but working together while they try to build their relationship might be the hardest part of their job if they don’t make some sacrifices.

Lost Souls Found

Quickly and deftly he injected the premeasured dose. Almost immediately Sam’s entire body relaxed back into the mattress. Michael felt a smile tug at his lips. Seeing Sam at ease, no longer hurting, warmed something inside him. He brushed the hair off Sam’s forehead and fluffed the pillow so Sam’s neck wasn’t at an odd angle.


Sam licked his lips, and his gaze darted over Michael’s face and then flitted away. His voice was barely a whisper when he said, “It’s different with you.”


“It’s my genes.” Not entirely a lie. He was hardwired to care, and the gene mutation that made him a ghostwalker responded to that. It eased something inside them.


“Keep telling yourself that,” Sam muttered and closed his eyes.


Michael swallowed hard. He wouldn’t touch that with a ten-foot pole.


“Let me check your back.” Realizing how much that sounded like a command, Michael added, “Please.”


Chapter 16