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

“C’mere,” Fury said softly, putting pressure into the hand cupping Nathan’s head. Nathan gave in to it, and oh God, he wanted to do what Fury asked. He wanted to bury his face in Fury’s neck, underarms, crotch. Lick, smell, taste, suck…dive into Fury and not come up for air for days. Maybe weeks. Ten thousand fantasies involving men and the freedom to do what Nathan wanted to do, and none of them were as good as this touch, this lean, this almost embrace.


Nathan caught movement out of the corner of his eye, saw himself gasping in the rearview mirror, and the spell was broken. Nathan thought he might have cried out like he was in pain, and he reached for his door like there was a bomb in the seat. The summation of everything reckless Nathan had ever done didn’t feel as dangerous as Fury being tender.


Chapter 24