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

He waited nearly an hour before the door opened again. Lucas came through wearing the same cocky smile, though neither of them said a word as he went through the same process Ian had. McKendree repeated the same parting words, but this time, stood in the waiting room to watch them leave.


Ian waited to grab Lucas into a tight hug until they were on the pavement and out of sight of the inspector.


Lucas returned the embrace even harder than Ian, turning to bury his face in Ian’s neck. The hot breath both relaxed Ian’s nerves and boiled his blood, shifting what he’d meant to be a “thank goodness we both got out of this mess unscathed” hug into something far more closely resembling a “you’re the sexiest man I’ve ever known and I want to shag you into next Sunday” one. His erection almost embarrassed him, like they hadn’t spent their morning already having sex, and he willed away the most erotic of his thoughts to concentrate on the here and now.


Chapter 63