Ted MacTaggart's overbearing father is still trying to control his life, even from the grave. His will insists that, in order to inherit the family company, MAC Superior, Ted must be married by his twenty-fifth birthday -- and the marriage has to be "real." As in the board of MAC has to sign off on it.<br><br>Ted could fight the will, but then the handsome, artistic Ryan Costa, an old friend from school days walks back into his life, offering to be his groom-of-convenience. Ted draws up the contracts and Ryan, who has family medical bill problems, agrees gladly to the terms. Ted, emotionally walled off and afraid of his attraction to Ryan, also suggests they should keep their relationship strictly professional. Caring for people has always proven a weakness for him. Now isn't the time to start.<br><br>It's not long before Ryan's charm breaks through Ted's walls, but Ted isn't his own worst enemy in this case. Other forces are vying for MAC Superior, and even when their relationship is becoming the real deal, its shaky foundations land Ryan and Ted in trouble.

Poor Little Rich Boy

It was real. Everything else was across the Atlantic. He was happy, for once, to leave it there for a while.


Ryan flattened his warm, large palm over Ted’s navel. He slipped a few fingertips beneath the waistband of Ted’s shorts. “You’re up.”


Ted rocked back into him again, this time with purpose. “So are you.” It was most certainly too early for double entendre, and yet…


“I remember absolutely nothing you said. I only remember getting my brains fucked out. Thanks for that.”


Ryan snorted against Ted’s neck. Ted shivered at the hot breath, the tightening of Ryan’s arm around him. Ryan said, “I said I wanted to tease you for fucking hours.”


Ted, who remembered perfectly well, only shifted against him once more, rubbing Ryan’s morning wood against his ass. “Are you strong enough, now?”


“No. But I could fill the time between now and breakfast, probably,” Ryan whispered.


Chapter 37