Chapter 11
Beau had been in hiding, and then on the run, for well over a month from the time he’d made the break from Mercer’s organization—and in the new city for almost three weeks. He was finally beginning to feel safe. Not that he intended to let his guard down. It would probably never happen, and he knew it.
His talk with Rick about their relationship, or what might become one, had resulted in his treating the younger man as more than a friend, although nowhere near close to being a lover. They hadn’t even kissed, but they did hug at times, or snuggle on the sofa while watching TV.
If I could get past the fact he’s so much younger than me, perhaps things will develop into something more. He knew it was a big hurdle in his mind, if not Rick’s.
He also knew, from the information Ric
