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

Not that this was a vampire who sat next to him, who held him utterly still.


Just that it was Cole. Cole who had been gone for so long. Cole who had filled his life with love and laughter when he’d been around. Cole who had come back, for whatever reason.


Blindly, he turned his head. With the reach of a drowning man, he grasped the back of Cole’s neck and pulled him close. He didn’t stop until their lips fused together.8


Cole’s first instinct was to push Brady down to the couch and devour him whole. He tasted the same, he smelled the same, and God, he even kissed the same. His fingers still did the little flexing thing against Cole’s neck as they kissed too, like he needed to feel the ripple of every muscle he could. Everything that was in Cole screamed to take what Brady offered and then take some more.


The hardest thing he’d done in a very long time was ignore his instincts.


Chapter 27