Gunshots waken Ian Tunbridge, an assistant curator of classical antiquities at the British Museum, on his first day on a dig in California. The only way to save his life is to run for it, but luck is not on his side. At least, not until he meets Lucas Arpini, the brash American photographer who seems to have some sort of clue what’s going on. Together, they’re supposed to be the tools in finding an artifact nobody believes is real -- nobody, that is, except Lucas and the man kidnaps them both.<br><br>Ian doesn’t know what to believe. His colleagues are dead, he’s injured, and he has no choice but to put his faith in a gorgeous stranger. Their escape should lead them straight to the police, but when Lucas shows him pieces of the puzzle they were meant to solve, Ian is too intrigued to walk away. He wants to solve the riddle as badly as Lucas does.<br><br>Unfortunately, they aren’t the only ones ...

Riddle Me Wicked

Lips brushed over his cheek, startling him into looking up in time to see Ian watching—always watching—his mouth. Lucas swallowed at the hunger reflected in the blue depths of his eyes, and took a risk, stretching to eliminate the distance again.


They came together in an awkward clash of tongues and teeth. Lucas adjusted automatically, sliding a fraction of an inch higher, fitting into Ian in a tight seal that left him throbbing. This. This was it. What he’d wanted since seeing that very first picture of Ian online. He’d been enamored by the shape of the man’s mouth, jerking off more than once to what it would be like to get lost in it. The only thing that would have made this moment better was if it had been his cock that slid past Ian’s parted lips rather than his invited tongue. But damn if this didn’t make his head spin.


Chapter 30