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Yet when Axel’s presence begins to disturb the ground beneath which Clint’s darkest, most painful memories have lain dormant for over two decades, he begins to understand that the young man poses a greater threat than any flesh and blood enemy –and knows he must put the kid out of his life, or face a resurrected past that he believed to be dead and buried.
295 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 5, 2015

"For future references," he murmured with that pulse quickening drawl as he approaches slowly. One hand slid though Axel's hair, cupped the back of his head and drew Axel,'s lips to his, "I can hear a pin drop in on a bed of cotton,"
We’re afraid because we feel vulnerable and don’t feel like we can defend ourselves. I could stay by your side for the rest of your life and beat down every threat that presented itself, but you still wouldn’t truly feel safe until you knew you could take care of yourself.
He was wrong - memories could still hurt a person. Cut them open and leave them bleeding.
"Oh, a word of advice,"Jimmy said as he opened the door. "If you want to convince your neighbors that you're not gay..." A grin cut across his face. "Probably shouldn' scream out your boyfriend's name during sex." He winked. "Chereio."
"He said no one had ever needed him for anything, or even depended on him. And it made him feel good to be needed, to...take care of someone...even in something as insignificant as that. I think, on top of everything else, he feels...unnecessary."
"You're a hero," he said quietly. Hero. Clint had been lot of things in life, but never that. His heart continued to go wild in his chest. "I usually play the role of villain," he admitted. Axel shook his head and cast Clint another of those knee-weakening sidelong smiles, his eyes glowing. "Not in my story." His lips twitching, Clint murmured, "So I'm in your story am I?"
"But all of this,...you...it scares the hell out of me. I survive by being in control. But you..." Clint touched the tip of his nose to Axel's. "You strip away my control."
"Do I want you Axel?"
"I want you so bad I can't breathe."
If he lived ten lifetimes, he doubted he would be able to solve the mystery of this kid's power over him. Just a glance from those eyes could command him. And that smile enslaved him. The "why" was no longer important.
and
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