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Melting Ice 4

Author(s): D.J. Manly

Dominick Sawyer fishes Claixto Medina Lopez out of a clandestine stripper bar out in the middle of nowhere. Forced to chase a naked guy through the middle of an industrial park does not endear Dominick to the foster child of a convicted criminal. What starts as a routine job turns in to something far more complicated, and Dominick, a U.S. Marshal, gets stuck babysitting 'Cal.' But Dominick is in for a surprise, as Cal remembers Dominick in a completely different—and compromising—setting.

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He met my gaze. “You’re full of shit, but you sling it really well.” He sat up. “You’re not going to get what you want, Sawyer. You can be as nice and sweet as you want, or you can be an asshole, which seems to come naturally, but I’ve got nothing more to say to you about George. You got it?”
I shrugged as if I didn’t care. “Sure. I didn’t come in to talk about George.” I forced a smile. “I was going to ask you if you liked Gin Rummy.”
He looked as shocked to hear it as I did saying it. Then he smiled. “Gin Rummy, huh? How about poker?”
I jumped up off the bed. “Much better.”
He followed me out.
“What do we play for?” I asked. “You got any cash?”
“No, not really, a few coins. I know what we could play for.” A devilish light shone in his eyes.
I eyed him. “Yes?”
“Let’s play strip poker.”
“Screw you,” I said. “I’m not playing strip poker with you.”
“Afraid you’ll lose?” he baited.
“I’m not going to lose,” I replied.
“Well then…put your ah…pants where your money is.”
“Calixto, I’m not playing strip poker with you. Got it? How do you think it would look if my superiors happened to come up here and I was butt naked?”
He smirked. “It was a good try. Okay, we’ll play for money. I’ll ah…owe you, if I lose.”
“Right,” I said and went outside to the car to get the cards. As I was searching, I couldn’t help but smile. Calixto had a tendency to get angry fairly quickly, but he recovered his sense of humour quite easily.
But Cal was already suspicious of the reason he’d been brought out here, and I couldn’t help but wonder how much he really knew. If Cal had been present during the times when those mobsters were, there could well be people out there who wanted him dead.
If his people knew Cal was the source of valuable information, then, so did the other side. It was probably a good idea that Cal was in protective custody, no matter if the motive was bogus. It was true what Cal said earlier. If he didn’t have information the government wanted, he’d be out there like before, target or not, and no one would care.
Cards in hand, I walked back into the cabin. Cal sat at the table, staring out the kitchen window. He looked lost in his solitude, and his thoughts. “A penny for them,” I said, taking a chair at the table across from him.
“Yeah…oh…well, probably not worth that much. Deal the cards, cowboy, let’s see what you got!”

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ISBN (Electronic): 978-1-60180-143-2
Genre: GLBT
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Publisher: Mojocastle Press

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