“You said you want to date, right?” Ben sounded more than a little defensive. “Yeah...” Maddox was seriously struggling to keep up.” — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“Now, with twilight dancing through the leaves of the jungle, the fact that Ben had never once kissed Maddox weighed heavily on… — Annabeth Albert Twilight Copy Share Image
“Rogers and Zinger hustling, and they hadn’t been kidding about pain. His leg throbbed at the move, a deep ache that felt… — Annabeth Albert Pain Copy Share Image
“Then do it. Do this thing with me. For real.” For keeps. That wish he kept tight inside his chest, not ready… — Annabeth Albert Breath Copy Share Image
“I’m good.” Maddox groaned as their cocks dragged together. He wasn’t any stranger to frot, but like many things, it felt new… — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“That wasn’t who Ben was. He was a man of action, and now...well, now he was a man with a plan. A… — Annabeth Albert Mind Copy Share Image
“Apollo knew well and good that wishes were nothing more than dust held together with hope, impossible to hold and foolish to… — Annabeth Albert Apollo Copy Share Image
“I shouldn’t have to tell you to use your words not your fists, right?” “Right,” Ben agreed even though decking Maddox had… — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“Ben. My boyfriend.” Maddox’s neck was bright pink, blush spreading all the way up to his ears and cheeks as he grabbed… — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“They’re fighting an infection in his leg. Trying to save it—save him. But you saved his life out there in the field,… — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“Someday that’s going to be Maddox’s mail in your hand. He dropped the whole stack on that thought. But it was true.… — Annabeth Albert Perfect person Copy Share Image
“Oh man.” Ben scooted back up the bed to lie next to Maddox. “That was seriously hot.” “Yeah, it was.” Maddox was… — Annabeth Albert Kiss Copy Share Image
“Ben?” he called. “You’re back early.” “Yup.” Ben strode into the kitchen, and one look at his face had Maddox recoiling against… — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“Last night, after their mad dash to rescue his dad’s passport and an impromptu late lunch with some wedding guests, Maddox had… — Annabeth Albert Getting better Copy Share Image
“Ben leisurely licked his way into Maddox’s mouth, slow, limb-melting kisses that got deeper without being insistent. Maddox’d always figured Ben would… — Annabeth Albert Goal oriented Copy Share Image
“That’s it. Ride the edge with me.” Ben growled. “So close. You make me fucking crazy. Love your dick.” Maddox smiled over… — Annabeth Albert Crazy love Copy Share Image
“Want to give you everything you need.” You do. You are. Hopelessly romantic words died in Maddox’s throat. This moment was already… — Annabeth Albert Love Copy Share Image
“And he’s still fighting the infection. But he’s kept the leg. His surgical team is absolutely top-notch—I’m impressed.” — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“Maddox had been kissed there before. Polite little explorations, tentative tongue flicks, quick forays before the main event. But Ben made a… — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“Please. Oh fuck. Please, I need to come.” “Do you?” Ben laughed as if he had all the time in the world.… — Annabeth Albert Time Copy Share Image
“Twinks weren’t what Maddox wanted, but he wasn’t about to share that. He wanted...Ben. No. No, no he didn’t. But he liked… — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“Not unless we got married or did something stupid.” Even Maddox had to know what a ludicrous— Wait. Did Maddox want to… — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“You cannot die on me. Not now. Okay?” Ben’s voice broke because he simply wasn’t sure what else he could do for… — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“No offer to go together to the wedding. No caveman-like stomping of his feet. Just Ben fed up with his sister. Yup.… — Annabeth Albert Life Copy Share Image
“Ben?” His dad’s voice was softer than he could remember hearing it. “Are you guys...still just friends?” Ben couldn’t keep back his… — Annabeth Albert Best friend Copy Share Image
“And there, in the doorway someone had left open was Ben. Ben, wearing jeans and an old Pride T-shirt, one that might… — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“You think about me ever?” Ben’s eyes were intent on Maddox. All the time. Even when I knew I shouldn’t. The confession… — Annabeth Albert Thought Copy Share Image
“You’re the best sharpshooter in the Navy. Who the fuck cares how fast you run? And it could have happened to anyone.… — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“To science.” Ben chuckled and closed the distance between them, brushing his lips across Maddox’s for the first time. As per his… — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“A laugh that wasn’t Ben’s came from down the hall followed by a guttural sound that almost certainly was. Why did Maddox… — Annabeth Albert Laugh Copy Share Image
“Hell, he missed Ben. He was the one person Maddox could talk to about family stuff. It was funny how angry Ben… — Annabeth Albert Family Copy Share Image
“This is what you like, isn’t it?” Ben held him tight, big body surrounding Maddox, strength meeting strength. “Slow and soft?” “Love… — Annabeth Albert Early morning Copy Share Image
“Actually...” Maddox looked over Ben, question in his eyes. Ben nodded. “Not entirely accurate.” “What? You didn’t make up?” Apollo blinked, awfully… — Annabeth Albert Apollo Copy Share Image
“I had another idea.” Ben rolled so that he could grin down at Maddox. “Yeah?” Maddox generally liked Ben’s big ideas—not that… — Annabeth Albert Big idea Copy Share Image
“The song Maddox sang wasn’t that different from the country music he insisted on blasting in his truck—maybe a few more hallelujahs,… — Annabeth Albert Country Copy Share Image
“But you didn’t try it with Maddox. The inner voice refused to shut up. That could be you. Someone to text. Someone… — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“You want us to date?” Maddox was blinking so rapidly that Ben feared for risk of stroke. “As in you and me?… — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“I can’t say too much without putting my neck on the line, but this isn’t the Navy forcing him out.” “Oh, we’ll… — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“Yeah, I figured you’d be down about that.” The LT sighed and leaned against a shelf, an uncharacteristically casual gesture from the… — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
“Come for us, gorgeous.” He used his free hand to tweak Canaan’s nipple, and that made him shout. “Ungh. God, here it… — Annabeth Albert Copy Share Image
