Breaking: Fall or Break, Book 2 by Barbara Elsborg

Author:Barbara Elsborg
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: MM;m/m;romantic suspense
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2015-07-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Conrad pushed open the bathroom door and sighed with relief when he saw the tub. Not big but better than no tub. He started the hot water running, threw in a bottle of shower gel and returned to the bedroom. Once he’d drawn the curtains, he stripped.

I’m on the run with a hitman and two lots of people are trying to kill us.

He almost laughed.

For a moment, he considered whether this had all been set up by Malachi, feeding on Conrad’s weird fantasies in an attempt to distract him from the slow recovery process. It wasn’t as farfetched as it might seem because a few days ago he hadn’t been able to move without the crutches. But he couldn’t quite convince himself Malachi would go to this much trouble, that he cared this much.

He felt shattered physically but even more mentally. Part of him still thought he ought to go to the police and tell them everything, but worryingly a larger part of him wanted to protect Archer. Conrad suspected he wasn’t thinking logically about any of this, that there was some explanation he just hadn’t yet seen. But trawled too far into the morass, he’d be unable to get out. It could easily mean the end of his career as a barrister, a compelling enough reason to step away, yet he felt more alive than he had for months. Maybe years.

How long did Archer intend them to keep moving? They couldn’t run forever. As soon as he’d had a bath, he’d keep going over the details of his past cases. People he’d dismissed before as unlikely to have wanted him dead, he’d reconsider. Maybe if he and Archer swapped information, they might spot something the other hadn’t. He didn’t want Archer owing anything to his broker. People like that didn’t listen to no.

Before he stepped into the foam, he checked the temperature. Perfect. He had to bend his knees to lie with his back flat but once he was in hot, deep water, thighs rising out of the bubbles like black diamond ski slopes, the tension and chill he’d felt for most of the day begin to seep out of him. He’d call Sev and ask him to check if anyone he’d ever been involved with had been released from prison shortly before the incident with the car.

The bathroom door opened and Conrad started but it was only Archer.

“Bubble bath?” Archer asked.

“It foamed more than I expected.” Conrad fumbled around the bottom of the tub for the empty bottle and dropped it onto the mat.

Archer stepped farther into the room. “I’ve ordered pizza. Thirty minutes.” He pulled off his coat, yanked his sweater over his head and knelt on the bathmat. “Plenty of time to wash you. Need a hand to get clean?”

The head of Conrad’s cock bobbed out of the foam and Archer laughed. He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and rubbed soap on his palms.

When he lifted Conrad’s arm from the water, Conrad scowled. “That bit’s already clean.

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