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

It was a gentle push against his head that got him moving. Calvin slid down the steel shaft, keeping the suction as tight as he could. Heat poured from Matthew’s flesh. It felt like he was everywhere, anywhere, stealing into the nooks and crannies and crevices and pores of Calvin’s body until it was impossible to tell where one ended and the other began. He caressed the flat plane of his stomach, glorying in the twitch of muscles at just that simple contact.


He maintained a languorous pace, not taking all the length in before starting the slide back up again. Matthew squirmed, sounds both desperate and hungry echoing from above. Time tunneled. It could have been last night or this afternoon or two years from now. Calvin didn’t know. Didn’t care. Right here, right now, with this man writhing in need against him…this was what mattered.


Chapter 26