Simon McLeod was a promising young naval captain before his ship was attacked and CIA agents forced him to fake his death and join their ranks. Since that horrible night, Simon has focused on finding the men responsible for ending his career. He’s close now, but he needs help from the man he loves. The problem is Edgar is straight, has no idea how Simon feels, and threatened to strangle him the last time they were together.
After years of using his medical expertise to patch Simon up after ill-advised missions, Edgar told Simon not to come running to him anymore. Watching Simon self-destruct was too painful. But when Simon shows up on Edgar’s doorstep covered in blood, Edgar can’t turn him away. He also can’t fight the feelings he has for Simon, feelings that go way beyond friendship.
Neither man thought he’d ever truly be happy again, but if they can survive a final dangerous mission, they might be able to prove themselves wrong.
I really enjoyed seeing Simon and Edgar get together. They are so perfect for each other. They clearly both want to take care of each other and it leads to some interesting situations. The subplot Simon is investigating was so interesting. I wanted to know what happens and see who all was behind it. I couldn’t put the book down! There’s still some of that to be handled. But there’s a logical stopping point and there was enough progress you don’t feel like nothing happened. I was blown away by some of the revelations in the story. I so want the next book in the series to find out what happens next!
He sucked in his breath as Edgar began pulling his T-shirt away from his wound. He wanted to yell but instead bit his lip, holding it in. Edgar didn’t need to deal with a baby.
“Yes.” He forced the word out through gritted teeth.
Edgar rolled his eyes. “No, you’re not.”
“Simon, you’ve been shot. It’s okay to admit it hurts.”
Simon shook his head vigorously. And Edgar arched a brow.
Great. He’d gone from baby to petulant three-year-old. “It fucking hurts. Is that what you want to hear? Just get it done.”
“Thank you, Edgar. I appreciate you letting me in even though I swore this wouldn’t happen again, Edgar. You’re so very helpful, Edgar.”
Edgar pulled his shirt the rest of the way off his wound.
Simon gasped for breath.
“Go ahead. Curse me some more. I’ve got to tweeze the fabric out, extract the bullet, disinfect the wound, and sew it up.”
“Fucking cocksucking son of a bitch! Don’t you have any local anesthetic? What kind of doctor are you?”
“The kind who doesn’t bring his office home.”
Simon fought for breath as pain radiated across his torso. “Seriously? You’ve got nothing?”
“I’m not a field medic anymore,” Edgar said, but he lifted a syringe and began filling it.
“Then what is that?” Simon asked.
“Shut up.” A smile played at the corner of Edgar’s mouth.
Silvia Violet writes erotic romance in a variety of genres including paranormal, contemporary, and historical. She can be found haunting coffee shops looking for the darkest, strongest cup of coffee she can find. Once equipped with the needed fuel, she can happily sit for hours pounding away at her laptop. Silvia typically leaves home disguised as a suburban stay-at-home-mom, and other coffee shop patrons tend to ask her hilarious questions like “Do you write children’s books?” She loves watching the looks on their faces when they learn what she’s actually up to. When not writing, Silvia enjoys baking sinfully delicious treats, exploring new styles of cooking, and reading to her incorrigible offspring.
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