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.Lucas climbed in behind the wheel and smiled at him.Brett wasn t trying to act like a brat,but disappointment wound through him. Babe, what s wrong? Lucas asked. Nothing, it s just that I m supposed to be taking care of you. Lucas leaned in close and kissed Brett s cheek. Honey, how about we both take care ofeach other? You don t have to always be the strong one.I love you for more than your strength. But you ve had it so tough recently. Brett didn t want Lucas to have to worry aboutanything.Lucas kissed his cheek again. Yeah, but that doesn t mean I can t be responsible for youevery once in a while. But-- No buts.I love you and I can take care of you when you need me. Lucas grabbed Brett sleg as he pulled out from under the porte cochere. We re partners now in this relationship.That s what you want, right? Brett sat back and closed his eyes.Satisfaction zipped through him.He wanted this.A realrelationship with a man he loved and respected, not just a guy to take care of, but a man strongenough to take care of him. Yeah, that s what I want.You re my partner. The End###So you want to know about me? I m rather irreverent, which has gotten me in trouble more than once. I like loud rock music, action movies and writing. Give me a computer and I ll give you a book. I love my dogs and my family, not that order. My pub drives me crazy, but he s cute so I forgive him. For more information on Sara York visit her website http://sarayork.com or her bloghttp://sarayork.blogspot.comNot That Type of GuySara YorkChapter OneAiden Jackson took the disposable cell phone out of his pocket, plugged in his earpiece andanswered the call. Go. Aiden spoke with his lips in a thin line, dark sunglasses covering hiseyes as he searched the bustle of people waiting for their train at the Waterloo Station in London. They know someone s here, Chuck said, his voice whisper quiet. Shit, they on to me? Aiden took off his shades and picked up a book.He leafed throughthe pages, acting the part of bored tourist on holiday. No, I can see you, and you re good. Aiden put down the book and moved through the little shops, exploring the crap for sale,wishing he were anywhere else but here.Maybe on a beach, or playing golf even, though hehated the game.This close to the end of a mission always made him jumpy.If he were on abeach, he would have the satisfaction of another successful operation notched on his belt. You ve got someone tailing you now. Chuck s voice sent a shiver through Aiden.An untrained person would turn to find their tail or they would run.Hell, even a semi-normal person would roll his shoulders, but Aiden did nothing.After flipping a few more pagesin the book, he put it down and picked up another. Any ideas? Yeah, but you re not gonna like it, Chuck said. Tell me. Fuck no; just meet me in the men s room two stores to your left.And go with whatever Ido. Aiden dropped the book and headed out of the store.Chuck could start a fight or act likethey were old friends.Twice before he d worked with Chuck, and everything had gone accordingto plan.Of course Chuck wasn t the guy s name.Hell, none of them knew the real identities ofthe other operatives, too dangerous.He passed a group of people and a few other travellers.The eyes of his watcher were onhim.The hair on the back of his neck rose as he passed by a squat stocky guy of eastern descent.Pakistani?Aiden pushed open the bathroom door, surprised when Chuck grabbed his hand and yankedhim into the back stall.Chuck turned the flimsy lock on the door, closing them in the smallspace.Chuck s hands were on Aiden s chest, caressing his nipples through his shirt.Angerbrewed deep in Aiden s belly.His phone screeched and he turned it off, checking his watch forthe time.Chuck s tongue teased Aiden s nipple through the cloth.Aiden wanted to yank Chuck sblond wig, pull him away and ask what the fuck he was doing, but the main bathroom doorswung open, and the clip-clop of dress shoes echoed in the tiled room.Was it the guy following them?Chuck gazed into Aiden s eyes, and a small smirk tilted his lips before he slanted his mouthacross Aiden s.What the fuck?Aiden froze.The extensive shit he d suffered through in SEAL training, and then with theCIA, helped him keep his cool as the guy invaded his space, kissed him and touched his bodylike a girl would.Chuck s tongue probed Aiden s lips, demanding entrance.For a moment,Aiden wavered on accepting the kiss.He couldn t do it.It went against everything he d fought tokeep hidden.His darkest desires were playing out in this kiss.The lust he d kept in check, the dreams thathaunted him, all here, wrapped up in this one fleeting moment of joined lips that was a joke toChuck, but a fulfillment of desires for Aiden.His breath came in halting gasps as Chuck licked atthe slit of his lips.It felt so good.Aiden opened his mouth, admitting Chuck s thick tongue.A hint of spice and dark chocolate fired on Aiden s taste buds, drugging him with the headyclutch of Chuck's embrace.The kiss deepened and Aiden felt a bubble of excitement build in hischest
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