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

Then he felt ridiculous for even entertaining the idea.


“Not this time. Forget Avalon for right now. We have other clients. Let’s focus on them. It’s going to be okay, Candace. My judgment isn’t always as bad as it was with Liv.”


Candace sighed, but signed off with wary, “I hope you’re right.”


Andrew’s attention darted up, and he nearly dropped his phone.


Olivia. Smiling again, just there, always there, without any shred of remorse.


If they weren’t in public, Andrew honestly might have punched her like that man the other night, but she’d only make a story out of that too.


He pushed from the wall of the building with such force and angry intent, she cut off, maybe thought he wouldhit her, but he steeled himself and said, “Ford was right about you. You don’t even know what honest work looks like anymore. To think, someone I was with for almost two years has less integrity than an ex-criminal I used to hate.


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