Desperate Enemies 3 by Adam Carpenter (latest ebook reader .txt) 📕

They mad love all night and into the morning, both of them heady from the sex, high in sky in their penthouse suite. Neither of them heard the screaming sirens of the ambulance in the middle of the night; at that point, Marc was riding his lover, bouncing on the bed and taking every inch that pushed its way inside him and his hard cock was shooting its load onto the furry, dark mat of his chest and both men's cries were bouncing off the walls.

It was only later, after they had celebrated life, that they learned who was dead.

* * * *

Sunshine beamed down on this lustrous place called Wonderland, wind whipping off the ocean and blowing across the rocky bluff known as Eldon Court. There, five Victorian mansions stood proud against the landscape, four of them occupied by loving partners who shared so much in common, their zest for life and their love for each other, and their unabashed love of men. As for the other house, for weeks the For Sale sign had been posted, and just two days ago LeeAnn had slipped the SOLD sign atop it.

As Marc Anderson made his way out on to the porch on their perfect Autumn day, a cup of coffee in his hands, he thought about who might have bought the house at Number Three Eldon Court. Paolo had agreed to sell it after all, the memories of Aaron too much to handle, especially since he had a new man in his life. Paolo Bautista and Troy Saunders had moved into Number Two, which was currently undergoing an extensive makeover, both house and lawn. After the police had discovered the skeletal remains of Elissa Saunders underneath the porch, Number Two had been a crime scene for days.

But that was weeks ago now.

Edgar had finished his book and it was headed toward publication and Jack was back at his yoga studio, almost like nothing had changed for the two longest-tenured residents of Eldon Court. They were an example to all of them, the modern day Drew and Aidan.

Dane and Sawyer had sent out their wedding invitations; they would be married in five days time down on the beach, all of their friends at their side. Paolo would be Dane's best man, Troy would be Sawyer's. That left Marc and Rich over at Number Five, and much had happened to them since the night they'd reunited at the Bayside Hotel. That next morning, they awakened to discover that Danvers Converse had been found dead inside his office. The gossip mill had it that Danvers had been found hanging, naked, and while autoeroticism couldn't be ruled out based on the videos that were found on his screens, his death was ultimately ruled a suicide. A confession to the murder of Elissa Saunders found on his desk, along with the location of her body. There had been no word from Parker St. John since that night. It was like he vanished into thin air.

“My son has not called me,” Rose told the authorities, though with an actress of her quality, she could have been lying through her teeth.

Just as Marc was reliving these past few weeks, Rich strode out on to the porch. He was dressed in a business suit, tie perfectly knotted. It was a Monday morning, time to go the bank. He leaned down and kissed Marc.

“Have a good day painting,” he said.

“I will, you have a good day at the bank.”

“Dinner at seven? How about chicken?”

“Listen to us, sounding like an old married couple,” Marc said.

“So, what do you want to do?”

“Celebrate,” Marc said, “it's a month since we found our way back to each other.”

“Champagne, caviar, and the penthouse suite at the Bayside?”

“Eight o'clock,” Marc said, “we'll dine, we'll indulge, and then you'll fuck me all night.”

“Such a romantic,” Rich said. “You know I can be late for work. . .”

“Tonight, I said, you horny beast,” Marc said with a laugh.

Another kiss and then Rich was off, his car soon disappearing around the bend of Eldon Court. Marc stood up, ready to get to work himself. Yet the sound of a car caught his attention and he watched as a blue SUV rolled down Eldon Court before pulling to a stop in the driveway of Number Three.

“Huh, must be the new neighbors,” he said, curious to get his first look at them.

From the inside of the car emerged a man and a woman from the front seat, an attractive couple he thought, followed by two young children from the back. The latter two wasted no time in running around on their new front lawn, screaming happily. They rolled on the grass with infectious joy, their sound carrying to the point where all the neighbors emerged. Edgar and Jack, Paolo and Troy, Dane and Sawyer, and the juxtaposed image of the family of four alongside these gay couples suddenly had Marc laughing.

Guess evolution was catching up to Eldon Court.

The assimilation had begun and Wonderland was again filled with wonder.

About to go back inside, Marc decided it would be neighborly to say hello. As he headed off the porch, the sun glinted off a piece of metal on his lawn. He made his way to it, picked it up with sudden curiosity. It was hard and it gleamed in the sunshine.

“Oh my God,” Marc said aloud, “I think that's gold.”

Visit www.ravenousromance.com for information on additional titles by this and other authors.