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Taking a deep breath, he decided to go with total honesty. Because I ve seen and done
bad things, Norman. I ve killed more than a few people, some more deserving than others,
and I wanted someone different for you. I wanted you to find a man without blood on his
hands.
He looked down at his hands as he poured out his soul.
Norm walked around the counter and wrapped his fingers around Tucker s hands. The
feel of Norm s smaller hands against his sent a jolt of protective tenderness through Tucker.
He wanted to keep this one man safe with every fibre of his being. Despite all the people his
company protected on a day-to-day job, this was the one person in the world he d kill them
all to keep safe.
I m not a good person, he whispered as if he were in confession at a church. I
wanted you to have someone good.
Norman laughed. Tucker glanced up, unable to resist a peek at his lover s smile.
Good or not, all I ever wanted was you. He absorbed the tenderness of Norm s smile
like a flower in the sun. I only dated those other men because I thought you didn t want
me.
Tucker swallowed the lump in his throat.
Some days I want you so bad, I can barely breathe until I hear your voice.
The soft brush of lips against his pulled a groan out of his throat. Wrapping his arms
around the smaller man, he yanked him closer until no space existed between them. He
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plunged his fingers into Norm s thick hair, angling his lover s head until they were perfectly
aligned. Need rode him hard as he pressed his lips against his lover s. Collecting the scraps
of tenderness he thought long dead, he conveyed all the love he felt for this man into that soft
communication between lips.
An acrid scent filled the air, yanking the men apart.
Damn, my bacon. Norm rushed over to his burning breakfast. He gave Tucker a self-
conscious smile as he dumped his pan in the sink to cool off. Luckily I ve got more.
He quickly set about with a new pan and a new batch of bacon. As soon as he was
finished he pulled out his big mixing bowl Tucker knew used to be Norm s grandmother s.
Smiling, he watched Norm mix up the batter for his grandmother s famous biscuits.
A flash on the door of Norman s double oven had him turning.
He looked out the window. The glare of sunlight reflected off something on the rooftop
across the street.
Shit!
Get down!
Placing his hands on the granite, Tucker propelled himself over the counter and tackled
Norman.
The smaller man fell to the floor with a thud.
What the fuck, Tucker? What s going on?
Glass shattered as the top door of Norman s double oven splintered.
Someone s shooting at us.
What?
Hazel eyes stared up at him in amazement, the strong body beneath him trembling in
shock. It occurred to Tucker Norm had probably never been shot at before. There weren t a
lot of war zones at MIT.
Don t worry. I ll keep you safe. Unable to resist the lips so close to his own, Tucker
gave the younger man a hard kiss before sliding back. Stay here.
Still crouching behind the counter and holding his lover down, he pulled out his cell
phone from his pocket. He worked on autopilot with the same unnatural serenity he felt
during battle. Necessary actions planned out in his mind as he dialled his company.
Right Protection, how can we help you? The perky voice of his receptionist came over
the line.
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Brit, send a team to this location. He rattled off Norm s address and the situation.
Brittany s voice went from perky to cold. I ll send Luke and Bryce over.
Good. Have them check the building across the way. The shooter s probably gone by
now but I m not taking any chances with Norm.
Yes, boss. She disconnected to get on with her job. Sometimes he forgot the perky
blonde was a former CIA operative before she came to work for him.
A hand crept into his.
Who would shoot at me?
For the first time since the incident, Tucker gave that question some attention. Do you
have any enemies?
Norman s hands tightened in his. Not that I know of. Corporate espionage doesn t
usually lead to bullets.
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