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

A murmur of agreements flitted around the table. A few questions arose that Ford tried to answer succinctly. He’d dismiss the meeting soon; Andrew could sense it.


He released Ford’s hand and took one last long drink of cocoa, gripped Ford’s thighs, and in one deft swoop, deep throated him with his nose pressed to the coiled hair beneath Ford’s bellybutton, face trapped between his gorgeous thighs.


Finally, another gasp. Another cough to hide it.


“There’s only one other thing,” Ford rushed on, “not in the current breakdown. Bluetooth trackers for your more sensitive equipment.”


“It’s a rather ingenious idea my contemporary came up with, Andrew Wen, and I think you should contract that portion of the upgrade through him.”


Stunned, Andrew pulled off, looking up at Ford’s face, completely serious and impassive.


“Your competitor?” Larson questioned. “We rejected his proposal for yours.”


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