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

“I was getting ready to come out and find you,” he admitted. “I figured two days was long enough to be noble.”


Ian tilted his head a fraction, allowing more room for Lucas to nuzzle. “I’m sorry. I should have rung.”


“Doesn’t matter. You’re here now.”


It shocked him how good Ian actually felt. It shocked him even more how badly he’d missed it. Closing his eyes, Lucas breathed in Ian’s scent, not moving for several seconds as he absorbed as much heat as he could. The best part about it was, Ian let him.


When he finally eased his hold, he did so reluctantly, loosening his arm to give Ian room to move again. “Do you want me to get dressed and run out to Tesco’s for anything?” he asked. “I don’t have a lot of supplies left. I don’t even have any milk for tea if you wanted some.”


Chapter 73