To Nathan Hunt, honesty is anything but the best policy. Telling the truth has earned him nothing but heartache and pain, so lying about who he is and what he wants seems to be the only path to job security and friends. Hell, it even brings him a hollow kind of happiness.<br><br>Except that's not much of a life for anyone. Desperate to cure his self-made misery, Nathan agrees to go along with a con that will score enough cash for Nathan to start over. There's just one problem: lying is getting harder by the day. And a con who can't lie, is a con who gets caught.<br><br>Nathan's attempts to distract himself from his moral quandary lead him to a mysterious, intoxicating man named Fury, a mixed martial arts fighter who knows a thing or two about lies and pasts better left dead and buried. Together, they undertake a journey that proves honesty is more dangerous and more difficult than either of them could have imagined. And as they combat addiction, thugs, guns, and inner demons, Nathan and Fury can only hope that their battle to be together is worth the bitter fight.

Fight

Imagine Nathan’s shock when there had not only been an interview, but Nathan had gotten to speak with the demigod himself. Greg Moore had liked Nathan’s clean-cut, wholesome look and self-made story, and he’d broken about every right-to-work law on the books by asking about church affiliation and Nathan’s personal life. Nathan hadn’t cared. He’d told a series of half-truths, said that he and his parents were lifelong members of First Revival Baptist, that he was single and still looking for the One, and he’d sworn to work harder, better, faster than anyone Mr. Moore had ever met.


After that, shit had gotten complicated and completely out of control.


Marching into the building, Nathan beamed at Valerie behind the front desk, her headset in place and blouse low-cut. “Moore Agency, please hold.” She hit a button. “Good morning, Nathan, honey. Your mail?” She handed him a stack of envelopes held together with a rubber band.


Chapter 6