A brilliant scientist out to save the world. A jaded agent looking to save the one he lost. And a conspiracy that spans oceans, reaching into the deepest parts of American national security. Lennon is a genius. He’s devoted his energy and his time to designing products to save lives. He’s gotten rich doing it, too. This time he’s created something to revolutionize war, crime, and policing -- a bullet that heals. He’s on top of the world and the one thing he needs is someone to share it with. The one he loved disappeared without a trace years ago, and until he gets closure he can’t commit. Ben is an agent with an agency so secretive for years people didn’t know it existed. He screwed up years ago and fell in love with the man he was supposed to be guarding. Now his lost love is in danger again. He’s developed a product bad actors all over the world will want to get their hands on. When Ben’s superiors order him back to Lennon’s side, he goes without hesitation. There’s only one catch -- Lennon can’t know he’s there. When one of those bad actors strikes, all the rules go out the window. Can Lennon overcome his mistrust once he knows the truth about Ben? When the enemy turns up the heat, will Ben manage to save Lennon from people who want him to kill?

Under His Skin

Kaden swallowed, face ashen. “You, er, you were pretty bad-ass today though. Maybe we should have recruited you. Right? I’ll admit that was pretty damn impressive. What do you think, there, Lennon. Want to join the NSA?”


“No.” Lennon closed his eyes. “I don’t think I’d be very good at it.”


“Dude. You killed a Russian agent wearing nothing but a pair of board shorts. You’re practically James Bond.” Kaden sat on the foot of Lennon’s bed. Lennon would have objected, but neither of them had anywhere else to go.


“One, I don’t see killing people as a good thing. Two, I have trust issues. There might be one NSA agent who I can trust. Maybe. The jury’s out.” He closed his eyes. “But the person giving him orders? And the person giving that guy orders? Nah.” He had so much more that he wanted to say, but he couldn’t. His throat hurt too much, and he didn’t have the breath. He squeezed Ben’s hand instead.


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