Mark Ruxsberg and Chris Green are very good at their jobs. Being the
enforcers for God and Day’s notorious Atlanta PD Narcotics Task Force
causes the crazy duo to get into more trouble than they can often get out
of. The pair never misses out on an opportunity to drive their
Lieutenants crazy with their dangerous, reckless, and
costly stunts, landing them in the hot seat in front God… often.
and Green love their jobs and they don’t mind the very demanding schedule that
leaves them little time for socializing or dating. It was fine with them, they
enjoyed hanging out with each other anyway.
most of the men in their close circle of friends and colleagues are pairing off
and settling down. God has Day, Ro has Johnson, and their Sergeant
Syn has Furious.
the past several years, Ruxs has only sought out the advice
and company of one person, his partner and best friend Green, and vice
versa. Both of these alpha males are presumed straight, but neither can
deny the heat that’s building in their once ‘just friends’ relationship.
HERE COMES TROUBLE
over his shoulder, and did a double-take at the clear look of lust shining in
those light green eyes. Jesus Christ.
He jammed the key into the lock and hurried inside. He let Ruxs stumble his way
in on his own. Tossing the keys in the dish on the table, he moved further into
the loft, flicking on the lights as he went. He was in the kitchen pulling out
the carton of orange juice when he heard the light switch flick again, putting
him back into darkness. The street lights shone through the large windows,
casting shadows all over the place. He turned the carton up to his mouth,
figuring that Ruxs had hit the light by habit and was already in his room,
probably face down on his bed.
door. He turned around and ran into a brick wall. Ruxs’ chest. He was standing
directly behind him, quieter than a mouse in a room full of cats.
Looking directly into Ruxs’ heavy-lidded eyes.
off or say it was an accident. He just stared him down.
moved back. The refrigerator was at his back and Ruxs’ arms slowly came up and
caged him in. Their faces were only inches apart. Damn he was acting so weird.
But Green was going to let him play out his little game so they could go to
confirmation that it was just Ruxs being his usual asshole-ish self. “Why do
you think so many men are gay?”
shittin’ me right now?”
wondering that?” Green gave him a bullshit look.
that are head-over-heels in love with other men. God and Day. Syn and Furi. Ro
and Johnson. All these badass men. Queer as a three-dollar bill. Highly
respected.” Ruxs leaned in closer and whispered softly, “In fucking love. Why
is that? What’s so great about it?”
don’t you ask him? I’m sure he’d love to give you the answer. Just make sure
I’m there. I’d hate to miss that.”
tired. Now move.” Green knocked Ruxs’ hands down and shoved him back with his
own chest. They were the same height, same build. Evenly matched. Ruxs dug his
heels in and stopped them. Ruxs put his heavy hands on Green’s shoulders and
begin to squeeze them. Green sighed heavily, wondering when this madness was
going to be over.
nonchalantly like he was offering Green a piece of gum.
Green’s shoulders all the time. Sometimes he had to rub cramps out of Ruxs’
calves after they worked out. After a good sparring match, Ruxs usually ended
up working the kinks out of Green’s lower back. But neither one of them were in
any pain right now. Except Ruxs being an annoying pain in his ass. He was
exhausted and they had to be to work early.
midnight, get your damn hands off me.” Green knocked those very talented hands
off his shoulders and maneuvered around his partner. Thank God, this time Ruxs
let him go.
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