Exclusive Excerpt from Public Enemy, Undercover Lover
by Amanda Meuwissen
“Nothing to pique your interest?” the officer beside him whispered.
That voice was familiar, but when Andrew looked, the officer still had his hat tipped too low to recognize him. “I’ve just been over all this already. I’m Andrew Wen, Detective Wen’s brother.” He extended his hand. “Unless we’ve met before?”
“Oh,” the man grasped Andrew’s hand firmly and tilted his head up just enough to reveal Isaac Ford’s smirking face, “I think we’re well acquainted.”
“Ford?!” Andrew hissed, trying to tug his hand away, but Ford released him slowly, dragging his fingers across Andrew’s palm. “What the hell are you doing here?”
Even with the hat on, the memories of Ford’s prim white-blond hair made Andrew self-consciously run a hand back through his. He wished he could just be annoyed with Ford instead of finding him so attractive. He was tall, thin but well-muscled, with intense blue eyes, and a flawless face, ageless and beautiful like some ethereal elf.
An elf who’d had Andrew’s cock in his mouth…
“Shh.” Ford brought a finger to his lips. “Wouldn’t want to draw any attention.”
They hadn’t seen each other since Christmas, but Andrew had certainly felt Ford’s presence after he turned his freedom into starting a profession copying exactly what Andrew was trying to do! “Give me one good reason not to out you for impersonating an officer.”
“Oh, Andrew, I’ve been out for ages.” Ford grinned.
“What do you want?”
“Same thing you do—to catch our wayward thief so this doesn’t get out of hand and put either of us out of business.”
“How did you even hear about this? They’ve been keeping it out of the press.”
“How did you find out?” Ford turned back to the presentation. “Oh, right. Brother dearest.”
Catching Steven shooting him a glare, Andrew dropped his voice lower. “I’m sure my brother will be interested to know Artifice stopped by.”
“No need for threats. We’re on the same side, and the police are stumped. Five businesses have been hit in the past month, and unless something gives, it’s only going to get worse.”
“For all I know, you’re the thief again, and you just want their list of suspects.”
“Please, that would hardly be fun anymore without you on the force.”
Andrew flushed. He hated how easily Ford did that to him. “Aren’t you busy with the last job you poached from me?”
“The benefits of having more than one field agent means I can take on multiple cases.”
Andrew didn’t want another field agent. He just wanted to do something for himself. He almost hadn’t hired the two people who did work for him, Candace and his friend and tech guru, Kevin Lopez.
“Why did you have to choose security?” he lamented.
“What else would I be good at?”
Turning his head, Andrew thought Ford’s expression seemed oddly serious. “I should cry wolf…”
“No professional courtesy?”
“Fuck you.”
Ford slid his eyes over Andrew slyly. “Again? Would that seal your lips?”
Andrew felt his cheeks darken further. He hadn’t wanted to give in that night at Christmas. He’d never taken Ford’s advances seriously before, but when presented with the option on one of his worst nights in recent memory, and with just the right amount of wine to tip his judgment, he’d taken his anger out on a willing participant—and loved it.
He hated how much he’d loved it.
“You seem tense,” Ford said.
“Can’t imagine why.”
“We’re in the back, Andrew. Alone. In the dark. At a table that can easily conceal any dirty deeds we do. Think anyone would notice if I slipped my hand down your pants?”
Andrew honestly didn’t know how he kept from yelping as Ford’s palm slid across his knee. “Tell me you’re joking.”
“Do you want me to be joking?”
“I…” Andrew’s brain took a moment to reboot. “Wait.” He clamped his hand down on Ford’s, already halfway between his thighs in the time he’d taken to respond. “You’re serious?”
Ford licked his lips. “I hadn’t planned a revisit to our Christmas cheer, but this is a rife opportunity. How much longer will your brother be?”
“F-fifteen minutes?”
“Think you’ll last that long?”
Doubtful. Andrew could already feel himself hardening at the thought of what Ford was offering, from the way he looked at him, the low husk of his voice, his fingers digging into Andrew’s thigh, and then sliding further between his legs.
From the memories of rutting on that sofa and wrapping his hand around Ford’s throat.
“Let’s see how long you do last,” Ford purred and reached both hands over to undo Andrew’s pants, letting one slide in to grip him through his boxers.
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