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“You sure you’re, okay?”
“Fine,” Caden whispered.
He could tell the older man smiled since Caden was focusing just below his mouth. He liked to watch the detective’s lips when he spoke.
The detective lifted his cup and took a drink.
Caden bit back a whimper when he saw those strong long fingers gripping the cup. He wanted to feel those fingers on him. He’d once felt the detective’s hand on his elbow when he’d almost slipped on a spill but that had been so long ago. Months at least.
“This is as good as usual, Caden. Thank you.”
Against his will, Caden’s gaze jumped up to the detective’s eyes. The detective’s black hair was shaved on the sides and longer at top, leaving a couple strands to fall above his mossy green eyes. Once he looked, Caden couldn’t look away, his gaze caught, even as his face heated.
“There are those gorgeous brown eyes,” Detective Daniels said quietly. “That’s better.”
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Skinner: A Daddy’s Boy/ Hitman Novel
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The Boy
Marco is a service sub, but knowing what he needs doesn’t make it any easier to find. There is one mysterious man that comes into the restaurant where he works that makes every desire inside Marco bubble just below the surface. The man that Marco craves to call sir and Daddy might be the only one to ever satisfy his unique kink. The more Marco learns about Skinner, the more certain he is that he’s found his forever person. He just needs Skinner to trust him in return.
The Daddy
When he looks in the mirror, Skinner still sees a starving street rat reflected back. It doesn’t matter how expensive his suits are or how often he dines in expensive restaurants—inside he’ll always be that abandoned toddler. He knows he should leave the sweet waiter from his restaurant alone. Stalking really is wrong. No, not stalking, protecting. Skinner can’t let Marco slip through his fingers. He has secrets that might come to light, but maybe Marco is the one that can help Skinner carry his burdens.
This book contains MM sexual content (men having sex with each other), age gap, Daddy/ boy relationship, and light BDSM. This book is an exploration of a relationship between two (male) consensual adults that are looking for love and acceptance. All characters are over the age of consent. No cheating or cliffhangers.
Skinner
It wasn’t stalking. It wasn’t. Skinner was just looking out for the sweet young man that had become his favorite server. Skinner enjoyed his routines and Marco was a wonderful waiter. Skinner just did not want to have to find another restaurant or deal with other people. It wasn’t stalking. It was protecting.
Every night, Skinner parked across the street from the fancy restaurant and watched as the boy walked out his female co-workers before climbing into his old but clean and well-maintained silver Altima. His young man had such good manners, always making sure the females that he worked with arrived safely at their vehicles and taking off for the night. Marco was slim and on the short side, but Skinner had caught glimpses of his toned physique a few times through the uniform the boy wore. Unless Marco was hiding some expert martial arts training, there wouldn’t be much the young man could do about a threat. That was where Skinner came in. Hewastrained to take danger out, permanently, without mess or fuss. Which was why he was parked in the deserted lot across from where his boy would be exiting the back door at any moment.
Skinner growled low when his phone began to ring. It was past eleven at night. He did not appreciate late-night calls.
“Yes?” he answered on the SUV’s Bluetooth.
“What are you doing?” The whiny voice on the other end of the line had him holding back a sigh. Skinner really should have known better than answering.
“Did you need something, J?”
“I’m bored. Come play with me.” Jackson sounded like a four-year-old inviting his friend onto the playground.
“Absolutely not.” Skinner didn’t even entertain the thought. He had plans for the night. They were the same plans he had every night that he wasn’t on a job, but that was beside the point.
“You’re no fun!” Jackson bitched. “Now that Creed is all cuddled up with his boy, we’re the only two single ones left. Come play! I think I figured out how to get past Lance’s update to the security system.”
Skinner would never admit out loud that he found Jackson’s antics amusing. There hadn’t been much in his life that made Skinner smile, but his friends were an ongoing source of entertainment. “Didn’t he lock you in the safe room last time?”
Jackson grunted. “He’s testing my skills. That just means I need to get better.”
“Then go practice.” Skinner leaned forward as the back door of the restaurant opened and three figures walked out. There was his boy. Right on time. Marco strolled across the parking lot with two female co-workers. Each female peeled off to her own vehicle and waved to Marco before climbing inside.
As predicted, Marco waited outside his vehicle until the females had driven off. Only then did he unlock his car and slip inside.
