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

He’d thrown his own harsh and angry words at Olivia since the blowup, but he’d never gotten her to lose her smile. And sure, Ford hadn’t done that for him—they were in a hurry—but it still turned the anger and adrenaline Andrew was feeling into something…else.


“Come on,” Ford said, dragging him around another corner, beyond the building that had been the target with the faint sounds of alarms blaring inside. “Riley has something.” He took off faster and finally let Andrew go only after they were completely out of Olivia’s sight.


Andrew’s wrist burned where his grip had been.


They were getting close to Ford’s offices, only another block down.


The culprit must have heard them, because he glanced over his shoulder and kicked into a faster run, turning down the alley right behind Ford’s building.


But Ford darted into the alley, pulling out a—


Chapter 27