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Kane met Heath’s stare. “I would say things have changed recently.”For the better.

“Yes, they have.” Then something shifted in Heath’s demeanor. His expression turned serious. “Tell me what you and Caroline have discovered so far about the missing girls.”

Ah, yes, mustn’t forget the main reason for them both being at the tavern.

“I made inquiries around town, going off suggestions from Caroline. We discovered that several young girls have also gone missing from the sewing factory and one from a local bakery.”

“Now Jessica.”

“I fear so. When we realized this was more than a few children missing from the orphanage, I suggested we get the police involved. Caroline recruited Detective Wells, whom you just met. This is the best lead we’ve had.”

Heath wiped a hand down his face. “Mrs. Baum will not be happy when we tell her what we heard tonight, but I promised her I will find Jessica.”

“As I have sworn to Caroline that we will find her missing pupils.”

“It seems we are of a like mind.”

Kane smiled. “Yes, and now we can join forces.” Something came over him in the next moment. A heat settled in his groin. Maybe it had something to do with the possibility of being caught in the bedroom, knowing there was the danger of discovery. Or perhaps it was being so close to Heath. Whatever it was, Kane’s cock stirred to life. “Did you do this type of stuff in the military?”

“What do you mean?”

“Infiltration. Spying on the enemies? I must say, it is rather exciting. Makes one feel alive.”

“It wasn’t all it’s cracked up to be. Most of the time, it was sitting around waiting for orders. But I know what you mean. We shouldn’t be here. Someone could walk in at any moment.”

The men exchanged a heated look. Heath parted his lips, wiping his tongue over his lower lip. Kane almost moaned aloud. He shouldn’t be thinking carnal thoughts, but they were technically in a brothel. There was a noise from the room next door. A rhythmic banging, like a headboard, rattled against the wall. Someone was having a good time. Kane raised an eyebrow at Heath.

“I think we should put this bed to good use.”

Heath opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

Kane leaned in, clamping his lips over Heath’s before he could object. They held each other while the intoxicating mixture of desire and danger mingled in their mouths. The force of Kane’s embrace was so powerful he pushed Heath off the bed and onto the floor. They landed with a thud their laughter ringing in the air.

“Why do we always end up on the floor?” Kane asked with a smile.

“This time it’s not my fault,” Heath answered.

“Forgive me for my enthusiasm.”

“I quite like it.” Heath brushed the hair back from Kane’s face.

“Then shall I continue?”

“Yes.”

Kane angled his body so his legs straddled Heath’s smaller frame. Their groins rubbed together, sending electric bolts of lust through Kane’s body. Tonight would be the night he finally showed Heath how much he meant to him. The beating of his heart nearly drowned out any other sound. Kane would have to take it slow since this would be Heath’s first time, but Kane would make sure he remembered it for days to come.

After the longest kiss Kane had ever had, he broke the embrace, breathless. “Come on to the bed.”

While Heath got on the bed, Kane locked the door. He’d be damned if anyone interrupted them. Then he rejoined Heath. With little regard for their clothes, Kane pushed Heath’s jacket down his arms, then grabbed his shirt and ripped it open. Buttons flew in all directions, but Kane didn’t care. Heath’s chest was bare to him. A lush thatch of dark hair covered his chest. Kane ran his hands up Heath’s sculpted pecs before bringing him in for another kiss.

Kane plunged his tongue into Heath’s hot mouth. A groan of approval and Heath’s erection poking his groin made Kane smile inside. He had waited long enough, and he wanted to show Heath all the pleasures of the flesh. Kane circled Heath’s nipple with his finger, loving the way Heath jerked when he swiped over the sensitive flesh.

Touching wasn’t enough. Kane wanted to memorize every inch of Heath’s body with his mouth. He trailed kisses down the side of Heath’s neck, then playfully bit at his shoulder, which elicited another sound of approval from Heath. Finally, Kane came to the small bud on Heath’s chest. He swirled his tongue around the nipple then took it between his teeth long enough to hear Heath’s intake of breath before releasing hold and soothing it with his mouth. Over and over, he played with the bit of flesh, reveling in the moment. Heath held him close, his fingers entangled in Kane’s hair while he ground his pelvis against Kane.

“Let’s get out of these clothes.” Kane kept his stare fixed on Heath as he stood to remove each article of clothing until he was only in his drawers. As he removed a piece of clothing, Heath removed the same until he too had only one garment between them and paradise.

“Are you sure?” Kane asked. He wanted this to be Heath’s choice.


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