In the year 2184, the US is divided. Half the country has moved on with the rest of the world, while in middle America, the survivors of the terrorist biological attack that split the country struggle just to stay alive. Though a century has passed, few people brave going behind the borders meant to contain the danger. Even the privatized military is reluctant to do so.<br><br>But that doesn’t stop recently discharged Sullivan Eberle. Only one thing drives him anymore -- the need to find Raphael Hamada. He doesn’t know why. He only knows he must. If that means a lifetime behind the borders, then so be it.<br><br>Rafe Hamada ran away from the real world when he was still a kid. The last thing he wants is to be found, especially by a soldier who can’t even tell him why it was so important to locate him in the first place. He’d like nothing more than for Sullivan to leave, but turning his back on a man alone and friendless is against everything Rafe stands for ...

Penny Candles

Sullivan’s release was silent, a locking of muscles to stone as he drove upward one final time. Their kisses froze on a single inhalation, while wet heat flooded Rafe’s ass. He had no concept of time, of how long it lasted for either of them. He only knew when Sullivan’s mouth softened, and his tongue quested yet again for Rafe’s.


A million and one slow kisses came and went. Rafe was boneless by the time they parted, and his head fell onto Sullivan’s shoulder.


“You’re out of luck if you plan on kicking me out,” he said. “My legs have officially stopped working.”


Sullivan wrapped him in a loose hug, mirroring Rafe’s pose. “You’re always welcome here. For as long as you want to stay.”


Dangerous words, he thought as he began to drift. He just might take them literally.


Then realized…that was exactly how Sullivan meant them. 10


Chapter 39