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

Sam skated his hands up Michael’s shoulders and neck and into his hair. He gripped tightly and held on to the short strands. Michael gave a low, desperate moan, fitted himself between Sam’s parted thighs, pressed his hard dick against Sam’s, and made sure Sam could feel it all—that he could feel all of Sam.


Wrenching his mouth away, Sam sucked in a harsh breath. But Michael continued his exploration of Sam’s skin. He nosed across Sam’s jaw, latched onto the corded muscles of Sam’s neck so he could kiss and bite gently. He laved the spot he’d bitten, and smiled at Sam’s shiver.


Michael froze with his lips pressed against Sam’s Adam’s apple.


What the hell was he doing? He shouldn’t be kissing Sam—not now, not ever. He had to keep distance between them, keep things professional. They couldn’t get involved with one another.


Chapter 21