They did return to bed after their late breakfast—and both agreed they reproduced their first bout of making love quite admirably.
From there, life moved on. Considering how it had been since they’d first met, the fact it was now nearly normal was, in their opinions, almost beyond belief.
It took time before they stopped looking over their shoulders to make certain no one was around who might want to eliminate Beau for what he’d done. He’d had a scare when a man from his past came into the club, about a month after he’d started working there.
The man took a stool at the bar, ordered a beer, then looked around. His gaze settled on Beau and he frowned. He continued staring for a long moment, then shook his head. Still, his gaze kept going back to Beau. It wasn’t until he left, a good half
