Detective Brady Lindstrom deals in death, and not just because he's a homicide cop with the slaughter of a century to solve. Ten years ago, vampires murdered his lover. Ever since, he's looked over his shoulder, ready for vampires to strike again. Or maybe just the one he loved.<br><br>Exhausted and angry about the needless deaths he has to investigate, Brady worries the killers he's looking for aren't even human. Those fears are compounded by an unexpected visitor, the battered and nearly broken Cole Singer, the lover he'd long ago given up for dead.<br><br>When Cole offers to trade information on the killers in exchange for sanctuary, Brady realizes he doesn't have a choice. It isn't about justice. He simply can't turn his back on the face of the only man he's ever loved. Even if he's a vampire.

Bridge Over Troubled Water

He flipped the switch back on the shower, pulling the stopper on the plug at the same time. “Soap and shampoo are on the shelf,” he said when he was done. “Help yourself.”


Brady didn’t wait for any more delays. He strode into the hall without looking back.


Finding clothes that would fit Cole proved harder than he anticipated. Brady was bulkier than Cole. Always had been. Most of his pants or jeans were completely out of the question. His running shorts all had elastic waistbands, which threw those out. Finally, he found a pair of old sweats with a drawstring. It was the only garment he could guarantee would stay up on Cole’s lean hips. Because no way in hell was Brady risking them falling down to expose more than he needed to see.


Chapter 6