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

“What’s wrong with it?” Laura asked with practiced innocence.


“Of course she’s not,” Leslie answered, appearing from behind a third door. Ever the peacekeeping middle child, Leslie put on a stellar, everyone-play-nice smile. “Nathan wouldn’t approve, would you?”


“I do like Laura in a skirt,” Nathan chimed in, enjoying the covert glare Laura sent his way.


“That’s a good man,” Barb said, patting Nathan’s knee.


“He just likes the easy access.” Laura smirked, Leslie blushed, Lydia rolled her eyes, and Barb clucked in disapproval.


“The suit will be good on the job, right?” Leslie tried.


“I wear a uniform, Leslie,” Laura replied with exhausted patience. “It’s what security officers do.”


“And most of us don’t understand how you dothat job at all,” Lydia said.


“My favorite part’s the gun,” Laura replied.


Chapter 31