his head
or had been exposed to some sort of hallucinogenic drug.
"I'm here, babe," Kyle said as he
stepped through the hedge lining the driveway to the motel they'd been staying
in. He waved casually as if there wasn't a whole lot of unusual noise coming
from the direction of the road.
Alex flicked off his mic ,
but left the earpiece in as he hurried toward Kyle. At the last moment he
realized he was running to his lover—and yeah, that was probably stretching the
meaning of the word just a tad—like some sort of damsel in distress. Shit. He'd
never felt as confused as this man made him feel.
He slowed his steps, took a deep breath, and
forced a jovial tone into his voice. "Do I even want to know what's
happening?"
"I guess that depends on what you plan
to do next."
"Meaning?"
"Meaning your cover is blown, a cop's
paycheck sucks, and APS is always on the look out for employees with your type
of experience."
"You're offering me a job?"
Kyle nodded, but Alex couldn't shake the
feeling the man was hiding something. He went with his gut instinct and asked
the question that seemed to hover between them.
"Why do I get the impression the job
puts me safely behind a desk?"
The guilt on Kyle's features was almost
comical.
"Babe—"
"Don't call me that," Alex said,
even as he denied the delicious memory of being in this man's embrace. The best
thing for both of them to do would be to walk away and get back to their normal
lives. "Thanks for the job offer, but I'm good. I've got a lot of
paperwork to sort through with internal affairs, and I already had a few ideas
for what I'd do once the investigation was over." He glanced toward the
road that was silent once more, and flipped his mic back on. "Do we have an ID on the human?"
"He's unconscious and not carrying a
wallet," one of Kyle's brothers answered. "The situation is under
control if you want to come see if you know him."
Alex avoided Kyle's gaze as he turned and
headed to the road.
~*~
Kyle doubled back to his position behind the
hedge, grabbed Gavin's clothes, and then followed Alex out to the roadway. To
his credit, Alex didn't seem shocked or particularly disturbed by the fact that
both Gavin and Derek were naked. Kyle was the one struggling to cope.
Shit. Alex had just made it very clear that
he wanted to go back to his own life, so Kyle needed to get these ridiculously
possessive feelings under control.
Derek raised an eyebrow when Kyle threw
Gavin his clothes and then oh-so-casually asked—okay, it was more of a growled
order than a request—for Derek to go and get dressed. Fortunately neither of
them argued, but he knew his siblings well enough to know that wasn't the end
of it.
"Miles?" Alex asked as he leaned
over the unconscious human. "Wake up, kid."
"Yeah," the guy mumbled as he
shook his head. "Just a couple more minutes."
Alex patted the man's face and laughed
softly. Miles woke suddenly and jack-knifed into a sitting position.
"Whoa, slow down, kid," Alex said
with another laugh. "We don't need you fainting again."
"Faint… ing ?"
the guy asked as he colored with embarrassment. He turned wide eyes up to the
man hovering over him. "Alex?" The relief in the young man's tone had
Kyle grinding his teeth. He was acting like Alex was his own personal hero.
"Yeah, kid. You're going to be all
right. Do you remember what happened?"
The young man opened his mouth to say
something, grimaced, shook his head, and then slammed his mouth closed.
Alex laughed again, and then leaned over to
whisper in the human's ear. Thankfully, Kyle's hearing was much better than
that of a human's so he also heard Alex's words. "Just forget it all.
Trust me, some things you're just better off not knowing."
The kid nodded and smiled a little,
apparently happy to trust anything his hero, Officer Alex Jones, said. Kyle
couldn't control the possessiveness or the disappointment worming through him.
Fuck. When had he become a jealous, insane
asshole? And why
or had been exposed to some sort of hallucinogenic drug.
"I'm here, babe," Kyle said as he
stepped through the hedge lining the driveway to the motel they'd been staying
in. He waved casually as if there wasn't a whole lot of unusual noise coming
from the direction of the road.
Alex flicked off his mic ,
but left the earpiece in as he hurried toward Kyle. At the last moment he
realized he was running to his lover—and yeah, that was probably stretching the
meaning of the word just a tad—like some sort of damsel in distress. Shit. He'd
never felt as confused as this man made him feel.
He slowed his steps, took a deep breath, and
forced a jovial tone into his voice. "Do I even want to know what's
happening?"
"I guess that depends on what you plan
to do next."
"Meaning?"
"Meaning your cover is blown, a cop's
paycheck sucks, and APS is always on the look out for employees with your type
of experience."
"You're offering me a job?"
Kyle nodded, but Alex couldn't shake the
feeling the man was hiding something. He went with his gut instinct and asked
the question that seemed to hover between them.
"Why do I get the impression the job
puts me safely behind a desk?"
The guilt on Kyle's features was almost
comical.
"Babe—"
"Don't call me that," Alex said,
even as he denied the delicious memory of being in this man's embrace. The best
thing for both of them to do would be to walk away and get back to their normal
lives. "Thanks for the job offer, but I'm good. I've got a lot of
paperwork to sort through with internal affairs, and I already had a few ideas
for what I'd do once the investigation was over." He glanced toward the
road that was silent once more, and flipped his mic back on. "Do we have an ID on the human?"
"He's unconscious and not carrying a
wallet," one of Kyle's brothers answered. "The situation is under
control if you want to come see if you know him."
Alex avoided Kyle's gaze as he turned and
headed to the road.
~*~
Kyle doubled back to his position behind the
hedge, grabbed Gavin's clothes, and then followed Alex out to the roadway. To
his credit, Alex didn't seem shocked or particularly disturbed by the fact that
both Gavin and Derek were naked. Kyle was the one struggling to cope.
Shit. Alex had just made it very clear that
he wanted to go back to his own life, so Kyle needed to get these ridiculously
possessive feelings under control.
Derek raised an eyebrow when Kyle threw
Gavin his clothes and then oh-so-casually asked—okay, it was more of a growled
order than a request—for Derek to go and get dressed. Fortunately neither of
them argued, but he knew his siblings well enough to know that wasn't the end
of it.
"Miles?" Alex asked as he leaned
over the unconscious human. "Wake up, kid."
"Yeah," the guy mumbled as he
shook his head. "Just a couple more minutes."
Alex patted the man's face and laughed
softly. Miles woke suddenly and jack-knifed into a sitting position.
"Whoa, slow down, kid," Alex said
with another laugh. "We don't need you fainting again."
"Faint… ing ?"
the guy asked as he colored with embarrassment. He turned wide eyes up to the
man hovering over him. "Alex?" The relief in the young man's tone had
Kyle grinding his teeth. He was acting like Alex was his own personal hero.
"Yeah, kid. You're going to be all
right. Do you remember what happened?"
The young man opened his mouth to say
something, grimaced, shook his head, and then slammed his mouth closed.
Alex laughed again, and then leaned over to
whisper in the human's ear. Thankfully, Kyle's hearing was much better than
that of a human's so he also heard Alex's words. "Just forget it all.
Trust me, some things you're just better off not knowing."
The kid nodded and smiled a little,
apparently happy to trust anything his hero, Officer Alex Jones, said. Kyle
couldn't control the possessiveness or the disappointment worming through him.
Fuck. When had he become a jealous, insane
asshole? And why
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