Isaac Ford seeks help from the detective who put him in prison -- now security consultant, Andrew Wen -- after an unexpected prison break weeks before his release. Despite an almost twenty-year age difference and being on opposite ends of the law, the attraction between them culminates in a one-night stand that teeters Isaac between turning himself in and returning to a life of crime. His decision is made for him when he discovers a young man waiting for him at his safe house -- the son he never knew existed.<br><br>Months later, Isaac has been reconnecting with his son, Dalton, and started a security consultancy of his own, looking for a fresh start. His past catches up to him, however, when he runs into Andrew at the police station, both seeking information on a new thief. Andrew isn’t happy Isaac left that night or that he’s been encroaching on his business, but the passion between them rekindles as trying to one-up each other turns sexual. Neither plan to let anything more come of their tryst until Andrew finds out about Dalton, who he knew in college, and a theft at Dalton’s job forces Isaac and Andrew to work together.<br><br>Dalton playing matchmaker complicates things. What’s worse is how easily Isaac and Andrew keep giving in.

Public Enemy, Undercover Lover

The buildings were three to four meters apart, enough for a narrow alley to exist below, though the drop was still significant, and jumping across would require nerves of steel. Not that Andrew looked like he’d try that. He stared in shock at how Isaac had snuck up on him, right in his line of sight if only he’d been looking in the right direction.


“Now I have to worry about you infringing on my favorite perches?” he said, his voice distant across the rooftops but clear over the radio.


Isaac pulled out the tracker and chucked it across the expanse.


Andrew caught it, and then scowled when he realized what it was. “Can’t blame me for trying.” He shrugged and shoved it into his pocket.


Chapter 11