Alaska, With Love Assassin-Shifter 02 - by Sandrine Gasq-DIon Page A

and suck his— “So I told him I’d get you personally.”
    Mark pretended to look seriously at his watch, he frowned at it as if it’d stopped working, or was working and now he was late, anything to get out from underneath Annette’s I-want-to-fuck-you’ look. He wasn’t oblivious to women. He just didn’t want them in that way. The thought of having to sit in the same room as Raoul and pretend to care about him, would be about as much fun as sliding down a wooden banister bare assed. “Could you tell him I left for the day?” Mark gave his best, I’d-love-to-fuck-you look and smiled slyly. What the hell, if it worked. It did.
“ Oh….yeah sure.”
    Mark looked at her. Annette’s mouth had dropped open just a tad, and saliva was pooling out of the side. She snapped her eyes shut and licked her lips, swallowing. Her eyes went huge again, reminding Mark of his effect on women. Shame it hadn’t worked so well on one guy. Well no, he guessed it had, since said guy had fled to Alaska and left Mark to wonder what the hell he’d done. Mark snapped back to the present and smiled. “Great, well I’m off.”
“ Hey that’s pretty, is it new?” Annette ran a finger over Mark’s wrist.
     
“ Yes, it is.”
    Mark looked at his wrist where the silver tracking bracelet sat shining in the harsh lighting of the hospital hallway. Yes it was new, a gift from Mateo and Riley. After telling them he was going off on his own to find Josh, Mateo had gone through the roof and forbidden it; which had Riley in a fit of laughter, smacking him upside the head. Mark couldn’t help but love Riley. Riley was so sweet you couldn’t help it. No wonder Mateo had caved so fast. Mark smiled and turned to leave.
    When he heard an accent, his skin broke out in bumps and his heart rate went through the roof. As many times as he’d told himself that that part of his life was over, it still kept him up some nights. He knew Manuel was dead and his whole house and business had gone up in flames the minute Josh Montgomery had set foot on the property. The early morning hour when Josh had found him cowering in the shower, thinking Manuel was back to rape him again. All those memories came flooding back. The thick Spanish accent oozed along his spine and into his ears; and his hands curled into fists.
“ I knew you would try to leave.”
    Mark turned slowly and met head on with Raoul Rodriquez. They had dated. Well not dated, they had fucked over the course of two weeks. Raoul had come in with a gash in his head and Mark had patched him up. From there they’d gone out to dinner and fucked. After that it was just a series of stolen kisses here and there and a quick fuck on his way to work. So why Raoul was here now, Mark didn’t understand. It’s not like they had professed their love for one another.
    Raoul’s hair was longer now, but the brown eyes still looked at him the same way. Like he was naked, and it made Mark’s skin crawl. He could try to rationalize it, but the beatings and rapes had hurt him both mentally and physically. The only man he felt safe with and wanted in a sexual way was in Alaska, where he was headed to in less than two hours.
“ I’m leaving, Raoul. I’ll get another Doctor to look you
    over.” Mark turned his back and started walking. “ Ah, and where is it you are going?”
“ I’m taking a trip to Alaska. I’ll have someone come

down right away, it was nice seeing you.” Bullshit.
    Mark practically ran down the hallway and grabbed his bag out of the locker room. The faster he could get away, the better. He’d tried to put in his notice with the Hospital administrator and was told to take a nice long vacation. His job would be there when he got back. The funny thing was he didn’t know if he did want it back. He wanted Josh, and wherever Josh was, is where he was going to be. The double doors opened and Mark stepped out into the warm humid Columbus air. Even in December, Georgia was in the