Desperate Enemies by Adam Carpenter - MM

Author:Adam Carpenter - MM [MM, Adam Carpenter -]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯), Erotica/Suspense/Thriller
ISBN: 9781607774747
Google: JHclhuOlzGAC
Amazon: B006QPNU6E
Publisher: Ravenous Romance
Published: 2011-12-14T11:00:00+00:00

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Part Four

“Ex's and Oh's”

By Jeff Wilcox

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They clutched each other so tightly it hurt, but no mere physical discomfort could match their tortured emotions—one had just lost a sibling and the second, a significant other. Aaron's absence echoed through Paolo's heart, reverberating with a sting that punished him with sorrow and guilt. Dane, on the other hand, felt adrift, unsure of how to manage the anguish he was drowning in and afraid of the anger pushing up from deep inside.

“We can't let him win, you know. Converse has to pay!” Dane broke from Paolo, sensing his neighbor's reluctance. Dane shook him. “We've got to see this through. For Aaron.”

A sob escaped Paolo's throat. Dane was right. In Latino culture, familia was everything. Aaron wasn't just Dane's flesh and blood;he was Paolo's entire family. And here he had been willing to give Converse what he wanted and run away. Away from the home he and Aaron once shared. He burned with shame.

Paolo looked at Dane now with clearer eyes. His neighbor had changed. His eyes were hard and focused, yes. But there was something else. The way he carried himself was more confident. And wasn't his physique a little more filled out?

“Let me fill you in.” Dane described what he and Sawyer had been up to since the funeral. Sawyer wanted to buy a gun but Dane refused. “Look where that got Aaron.”

That's when Dylan DeMille, Dane's gay-for-pay video star offered to help. Turns out, there was more to the former college football player than met the eye, though his mountainous pectorals, 17-inch guns and rather impressive basket certainly demanded attention. What no one could see was his proficiency in MCMAP.

“MC Map? Is that a rap artist?”

The hunk sighed, “Marine Corp Martial Arts Program. My brother was in the service and taught me whenever he was home.”

“What belt was he?”

Dylan smiled. “No belts in MC MAP. There's kick ass or get killed.”

Dane stepped forward, eyes level with Dylan's. “Teach me how to kill Danvers Converse.”

The porn star shook his head. “No, I won't do that. Don't YOU do that.” Then he smiled conspiratorially. “But I can show you how to defend yourselves.” Dane nodded with determination.

And so, living out of a San Francisco hotel with a decent and often empty health facility, they trained every day for two weeks. Starting with the basics: strikes, throws,holds, and chokes. After each day, the boys would drag their aching bodies off to bed. The wake-up call always came too soon.

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“I tell you, Dylan may be an animal in bed, but he's definitely not someone to fuck with.” Paolo's eyebrows rose at Dane's statement.

Dane smiled as he remembered one morning when Dylan had left them to practice hip throws, an effective maneuver that uses an opponent's own momentum against him. Dane started toward Sawyer in an aggressive manner, just as he was supposed to. Sawyer grabbed his lover's wrist and stepped forward. But his footing was wrong. As a result, they both fell to the mat, Dane on top.

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