As an artist in NYC, Calvin Shumacher finally has the life he's always wanted. In fact, only one thing can get him to come back to Illinois -- his father's funeral. All he wants is to bury his dad and hightail it back to New York, but a sniper at the graveyard puts those plans on indefinite hold.<br><br>So does Matthew Soto. The gorgeous gunman who speaks of monsters wearing human faces. And predicts there won't be a body for police to find.<br><br>Calvin doesn't know what to think when Matthew claims he didn't do anything wrong. All he knows is that this man's haunted eyes seem to pierce right into his soul. But as each of Matthew's assertions comes true, Calvin slowly realizes this killer could be the only thing standing between him and an unspeakable evil ...

Walk Among Us

Matthew edged away from his mouth, though his lips never left Calvin’s skin. Calvin tilted his head to the side as he set a path along his jaw, and when he felt the breath tickle at his ear, he held his breath, waiting for what came next.


“We never did get around to you being on top,” Matthew murmured.


Calvin swallowed his moan. “No, we didn’t.”


He shook his head. It amazed him that he craved Matthew as much as he did. He’d never met a man he would so willingly bend over for, or get on his knees, or do anything else Matthew might want. If Matthew ever asked for Calvin to fuck him, he’d do so—and gladly—but he thought he just might be perfectly content if that never happened, either.


Chapter 25