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Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Gay Fiction
Description: Someone wants what sketch artist Eli Locke has, even if it means killing him...

Six years earlier, Jarrett Kessel helped his best friend's little brother, Eli, deal with his family's rejection when he came out. Jarrett saw potential in the tempestuous teenager. And talent. Then, they both moved on with their lives.

Now, the FBI needs Jarrett's help. Eli Locke is their only lead in solving a murder, but he's nowhere to be found. Though the Feds are convinced Jarrett is the best way to locate Eli, he's not so sure. Until they show him the webcomic Eli has created, with a superhero who bears a striking resemblance to Jarrett.

When Eli gets an email out of the blue from the man who changed his life, he doesn't even consider declining a meeting. Jarrett is even more amazing than Eli remembers, and the fact that he's all right being the role model for the one thing that means the most to Eli is just icing on the cake.

But when the truth about the murder investigation comes out, Eli wants to run, even though he had nothing to do with the crime. Now it's up to Jarrett to keep Eli from ruining his life for good, before the killer finds them both and does it first...

Genres: Gay / Contemporary / The Arts / Suspense / Thriller / Mystery / Detective / Action / Adventure / Series
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2010
eBookwise Release Date: July 2011

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [286 KB]
Words: 63668
Reading time: 181-254 min.

All Eli had on was a towel, slung low around his slim hips. Golden skin glistened with a fine sheen of moisture, stray drops speckling the tops of his shoulders, and his bleached hair stuck up in every direction. His padlock tattoo wasn't his only one. The Lockeford Files logo etched around his side, drawing Jarrett's gaze downward as it trailed beneath the towel.

When he managed to tear his eyes away, he was startled by the warm focus of Eli's on him, a wistful smile curving his lips.

"I left my pack out here," Eli said, nodding toward the abandoned duffle next to the couch.

"Oh." Scolding himself for a fool, Jarrett took long strides to reach it as quickly as possible, crossing back to hand it over. The scent of his body wash wafted out of the bathroom from behind Eli, though he couldn't remember it ever smelling as it good as it did emanating from Eli's skin. He handed over the bag as smoothly as he could, then retreated a step, unable to make it more than that. "Anything else?"

Eli's smile didn't waver. "You wear Dolce & Gabbana Pour Homme."

The non sequitur knocked him for a loop. "Is that a problem?"

"No. Just that now I know what's been driving me crazy since you walked into the Checkerboard."

Jarrett was left standing there, speechless, as Eli turned on his heel and went back into the bathroom.

Eli was flirting with him. Yes, their banter at the diner before Yager had called had been light, and he'd made more than one comment on what he thought of Jarrett's appearance, but this went beyond that, almost straight into an invitation to join him in the bathroom. And Jarrett's body was more than interested. He was wildly curious whether or not Eli would be as adventurous in bed, and more than half convinced sex with him would be as fun and entertaining as it was to hang out with him, but the reasons not to get involved were just as strong as they had been before. Off limits. Trouble with the FBI.