But he’s confounded by this 125-pound guy with purple hair, piercings, and skinny jeans. With no other leads, he starts following a hot twink named Gabe who becomes his drug runner suspect. He’s beyond frustrated that even with all his work experience and education, he’s been assigned to fucking Burlington, Vermont. International drug smuggling in … yoga mats? That’s the scenario FBI agent Alec Whatever-Last-Name-He’s-Using finds himself investigating in this heartwarming, feel-good story. If only he could keep his hands off of Gabe long enough to find out what he’s up to…Ĭan they ignore their explosive chemistry long enough to foil a smuggling ring? Or will their budding relationship sink faster than a yacht full of contraband? No one with multi-colored hair, piercings, and an ass like that would want boring, serious Alec. When one of the cutest twinks Alec’s ever seen takes an interest, Alec knows there’s an ulterior motive. To be fair, most people irritate Alec, including the FBI director who sent him here to investigate a smuggling scheme involving yoga mats. Tall, dark and scowling Alec hates Vermont, with its artisanal-freaking-everything and its irritating people. He’s a smart guy, but ever since he got kicked out of grad school, people are only interested in his no-limit credit card and his pierced ears…and other places. Gabe wants Alec between the sheets…too bad Alec’s undercover already…
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