She was female and gorgeous, and she could pull off snarky. “When I what, exactly?” Cary knew he sounded like Cher when he used that tone, and he hated it. “Your parents named you Cary Porter? When you -” He waved a hand vaguely up and down, encompassing Cary, and maybe the hospital bed and part of the wall. Maybe he was, like, a little bit bi, and Cary was the one who’d awaken new sensations. Damian was staring at him, mouth open a little, head cocked to the side like he’d just had some kind of revelation. He’d totally seen porn that started like this, though. Because Cary was in a hospital gown, all banged up and looking his absolute worst, and Damian was straight, obviously, because this was Cary’s life. But Damian could probably bench-press Cary and still have the strength left to move his hips - okay, no. One of many reasons, along with hating clubs, why he didn’t get any play on the very rare nights he tried to go clubbing. Cary was a little on the twinky side, but he had a few extra pounds around the middle. Firefighters were usually hot, even the older ones who weren’t quite as buff, but this guy was something else. If only he could keep his hands off of Gabe long enough to find out what he’s up to…Ĭan they ignore their explosive chemistry long enough to foil a smuggling ring? Or will their budding relationship sink faster than a yacht full of contraband?īut - Jesus, this guy. No one with multi-colored hair, piercings, and an ass like that would want boring, serious Alec. When one of the cutest twinks Alec’s ever seen takes an interest, Alec knows there’s an ulterior motive. To be fair, most people irritate Alec, including the FBI director who sent him here to investigate a smuggling scheme involving yoga mats. Tall, dark and scowling Alec hates Vermont, with its artisanal-freaking-everything and its irritating people. He’s a smart guy, but ever since he got kicked out of grad school, people are only interested in his no-limit credit card and his pierced ears…and other places. Gabe wants Alec between the sheets…too bad Alec’s undercover already… If only he could keep his hands off of Gabe long enough to find out what he's up to.

When one of the cutest twinks Alec's ever seen takes an interest, Alec knows there's an ulterior motive.

Tall, dark, and scowling Alec hates Vermont, with its artisanal-freaking-everything and its irritating people. He's a smart guy, but ever since he got kicked out of grad school, people are only interested in his no-limit credit card and his pierced ears.

Undercover by Eliot Grayson