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244 pages, ebook
First published June 1, 2011
“It’s not your job to save me,”… “I don’t need a hero.”
“You sure about that? You’re the most careless person I’ve ever met. It’s almost impressive.”







Adam to Gordon:
"I mean, is this just gratitude? Because I need more than that. I need you in my life in every way. Not just because of the Agency."
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"I hope you're not intending to shower with me," [Adam] said, not making a move to cover himself.
"Ha. Not on your life asshole. I don't care how cut your abs are, there's only three men I'd fuck in this shithole and they are Agents Beaulieu, Vega or Trovosky, hopefully at the same time."


…he was an axious wreck most of the time; constantly frightened that his life would return to the old days. He knew Pandora just relaxed him enough to think clearly, but it still felt like magic. Rainbows and star shine and the will to keep going.
“You are the most batshit covert criminal…whatever guy, that I’ve ever met. You just tried to choke me and now you’re commenting that I have a fever.”
“I was making an observation,” Adam said with a defensive edge in his voice.
“Whatever, man. Just whatever.”
“Keep talking and I’ll gag you.”
“Blow me.”
He imagined it swirling into his system and entering his bloodstream while he anticipated the next few minutes, when the effects of Pandora would kick in. Every time he popped a cap he knew what true love felt like, and every time was like the first time.
Sadly, the first thing to cross Gordon’s mind was: Wow, he’s pretty fucking hot.
In the two days it took Gordon to become mobile, his paranoia had reached astronomical heights.
There was something special about coming so close to death and managing to escape.

"keep in mind that if you fuck me over, I’ll fuck you harder in return."

“Well, I guess I’m just your average PD-influenced skeevy horndog. But the morality ship sailed a couple of decades ago, bro. Excuse me if I’m not exactly weeping over the loss of my chastity.”
“I definitely submit. It just depends on who I’m bending over for. Takes a real specific type.”
“The psychotic type?”
“I do like a good bad boy fantasy.” Neither of them dropped the other’s eyes. “I give amazing head, too.”
