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

For his, he wanted Ian back, maybe lying behind him on the couch, his arm around Lucas’s waist as they simply enjoyed being in each other’s company. He wanted those random kisses Ian bestowed when Lucas least expected it, the ones that made all his blood surge south and the back of his neck go hot. He wanted that shy smile, and the intelligent conversation that often went over his head, and the obliviousness Ian had to his own smarts.


Lucas sighed, realizing he’d just daydreamed through nearly an entire episode. Hell, he just wanted Ian.


A lapse in programming drove him to his feet and a much-needed crack of his back. He should take a shower, then afterward, he could call the museum to see if he could catch Ian. The man had to eat sometime. Why couldn’t they do it together? No pressure, just a meal shared between friends.


If Ian wanted to see you, wouldn’t he have called already?


Chapter 72