Play With Me
When ATF special agent Kane Delancey meets Luca Price, a bright young gay man, his whole world turns upside down. On top of his growing feelings for Luca, his job has just become more complicated. Still undercover with the LAPD, he feels as though he’s completely out of his element… until a popular bar in West Hollywood blows up, right in Luca’s back yard.
Luca’s new flame, Kane Delancey, is the man of his dreams until he suddenly stops calling and goes back to dating women. Luca is heartbroken but he’s made of grit. Nothing keeps him down for long. His job brings him joy, his employees keep him on his toes, and his friends make him laugh even when he wants to cry. When someone close to him is suddenly murdered, Luca reaches out to the only person he can think of for help.
Kane is in for a reckoning and he doesn’t even know it. With Luca back in his life, he’s forced to be honest with himself and try to navigate his new reality. Meanwhile, someone has hacked into the Justice Department and stolen a list of WITSEC protectees. While the US Marshals rush to round up potential targets all over the country, Kane and his friends at the ATF, the LAPD, and the FBI realize they may have a serial killer on their hands.
Someone is picking off people… one by one. They must be stopped.
Play with Me
Copyright 2019 Patricia Logan
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Edited by: Liz Bichmann
Cover Design by: AJ Corza
Formatting by: JP Adkins
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Table of Contents
People are saying wonderful things about Patricia Logan: 5
Prologue 8
Chapter One 15
Chapter Two 24
Chapter Three 36
Chapter Four 45
Chapter Five 53
Chapter Six 63
Chapter Seven 73
Chapter Eight 81
Chapter Nine 90
Chapter Ten 99
Chapter Eleven 110
Chapter Twelve 120
Chapter Thirteen 131
Chapter Fourteen 140
Chapter Fifteen 149
Chapter Sixteen 163
Chapter Seventeen 172
Chapter Eighteen 182
Chapter Nineteen 191
Chapter Twenty 201
Chapter Twenty-One 213
Chapter Twenty-Two 221
Epilogue 230
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Other Books by Patricia Logan: 235
About the Author 240
People are saying wonderful things about Patricia Logan:
"Patricia Logan smells of old poo and doesn't wear pants… but her ability to weave perfectly real and sensual love stories into stories full of intrigue, suspense and the trials and tribulations of everyday life, pulls you in and makes you forget her personal hygiene." ~ Lisa Worrall
"Author Patricia Logan writes from the heart, sucking you into her story from the first page. She pulls no punches, telling gut wrenching heartfelt stories with a reality that makes you feel you are right there. Her kind of emotional honesty is rare and essential to great writing." ~ Jean Joachim
"Patricia Logan possesses the one key ingredient at her stage of writing that so many authors don't and never will; an editor who can translate her cirque du soleil act of random contortionist word tappings into something presented as popular m4m prose. History will remember her fondly without the fondling, however, when someone eventually revisits her first drafts and realizes she's really written a cookbook titled "How to Serve Me'…. and a Delicious One at That!" ~ Kage Alan
"Reading a Patricia Logan book is not something to be taken lightly, the hotness contained within combined with multiple piercings can result in sudden breakage of certain adult toys making rapid trips to X rated shops a necessity! AND she will refuse to take responsibility for the added expense!! Oh and despite the hordes of Navy SEAL's, Cowboys, leather, whips, ropes and other convenient methods of restraint, there are never enough firemen in her books. ~ Petronella Bond
“Patricia Logan is a walking contradiction that may be baking cookies with her grandchildren one moment and writing an e-stim sounding scene the next. Known famous as being a cat lady, she picks up more and more strays as she goes along through life. I am just happy to be one of them. ~JP Adkins
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Facebook: Facebook, Inc.
Grey Goose: Bacardi Limited
Kleenex: Kimberly-Clark
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Mustang: Ford Motor Company
Pyrex: Corelle Brands
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“If you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you, it’s yours.
If it doesn’t, it never was and it’s not meant to be.”
~Anonymous~
Prologue
“Luca, please come with me. I want to go dancing and besides, it’s not fair to keep this ass from the men of Los Angeles any longer.” Corey grinned and turned, sticking out his backside as Luca gaped.
“Were you keeping the ‘men of Los Angeles’ from your ass last night when I watched you walk out of Rave with a tall dark stranger dressed in pink spandex?”
Corey pursed his lips and frowned, looking up as if trying to remember the previous night. When he finally smiled and nodded, Luca realized he must be remembering the man he’d slept with the ni
ght before.
“Oh, Gregory! Yes, he was quite a ride,” Corey said. “His dick was…”
Luca held up a hand. “Stop it! I don’t want to know anything about his dick. I’ve told you that.” His body trembled with an exaggerated shiver.
Corey chuckled. “Fine. Anyway, if you come with me tonight, I want to try out a new strategy.”
“Strategy for what?” Luca asked, biting his lip to keep from smiling at his best friend.
“Well, now that you’re off the market and not looking to hook up, I think you should pretend to be my boyfriend. That will make all the men jealous,” Corey said. “And they’ll fight over me.”
Luca stared at his friend for a long time. First of all, a few fucks from Kane Delancey with no commitment didn’t mean Luca was off the market. Not that he was looking to hook up. He still held out hope that Kane would realize he couldn’t live without him but they’d never talked about being exclusive or anything like it. He’d fallen hard for the ATF special agent who was undercover for the US Marshals and the LAPD, but Kane had never expressed anything but a desire for sex with Luca. Besides, he still professed to being straight even though Luca knew he was in complete denial. Kane hadn’t even called in the last two weeks which pretty much told Luca where he stood.
Secondly, Corey was decidedly pretty. He was a small bottom boy who never had a problem attracting men to take him home so he didn’t really understand what the problem was here. He frowned.
“So, you want me to be… all over you in the club?” Luca asked.
Corey nodded. “Yes, be all over me.” He hugged Luca.
“And that’s supposed to make all the guys in the club fight over your ass?”
“Of course. Then, all I have to do is to pick the one I want and dump you publicly for the other man. It will be perfect!” Corey said.
“It will be shit. Anyone worth anything at all will take one look at you and think you’re a complete dickhead,” Luca said.
Corey frowned and reached out, grabbing Luca’s shoulder as he looked him square in the eyes. “Just for a moment, can you try to be of absolutely no consequence?”
Luca’s lips twitched. “I… don’t know how I feel about that…. I’m being used?”
“Yes.”
“As a beard?”
“Yes.”
“As a dupe?”
“Yes.”
“So, how am I supposed to feel about that?”
“How do you usually feel about that?” Corey’s eyes were twinkling.
“I don’t usually have to feel that stupid.”
Corey laughed, dropping his hand and pulling Luca into a hug. “I knew you’d help me.”
Luca smiled and nodded, still holding on to his friend. “So to be clear… my value tonight is to be of absolutely no value.”
Corey chuckled again, squeezing him tighter. “That’s right, baybeeee.”
“Fine,” Luca said, letting him go and stepping back. “Let me get my eyeliner on and I’ll be ready. Call for an Uber and use your app. If I have to be a duped beard with no value tonight, you’re paying for the ride and we’re not taking the fucking bus.”
Corey was still laughing as Luca walked into the bathroom and closed the door.
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Kane watched Kimber’s ass as she sashayed into the club in front of him. She was undeniably beautiful in a clingy soft red dress that hugged her curves like a glove. She flipped her waist-length brunette hair over her shoulder as she looked back at Kane and smiled. Her lips were full, her cheeks were painted a rosy pink, and her dark brown eyes were framed with thick black lashes. Damn she was beautiful. The moment he’d seen her at Starbucks that morning, he’d been attracted. Flirting with her in the queue had been fun and he could tell she was interested in him the moment she turned and asked him if he’d ever tried some coffee he couldn’t even pronounce.
When she’d invited him to sit and chat at one of the tables outside, Kane had spent over an hour with her and nearly been late for work. As he’d punched her number into his phone and tucked it into his pocket, he’d had an uneasy pang of guilt. After the final showdown at the jewelry store where Luca Price worked, he and the young man he’d been so focused on had spent several long days in bed together. They’d traded off sleeping at each other’s places, getting to know each other better. It had felt like a natural progression in their relationship but as time went by and reality began creeping in, Kane stopped calling as often, and Luca had stopped answering on the first ring.
He’d known they were pulling away from each other, probably for different reasons, but Kane hadn’t cared. He needed to be straight and he couldn’t be with Luca in his arms. It was a fling and that’s all it would ever be. By the time three weeks after Moore’s arrest rolled around, Kane had stopped calling entirely. When he’d run into the beautiful brunette Kimber, it had been easy for Kane to fall back into old habits and flirt with the gorgeous woman who seemed to be just as into him as he was into her. When he’d picked up the phone from his desk at work and called Kimber to set up a date at a dance club they both liked, Kelly Murphy, his partner while on assignment at the LAPD, had glared at him, throwing a dirty look in his direction.
He and Kimber made their way to the bar and as she looked over her shoulder, he set one large hand possessively on her lower back. It wasn’t something he’d ever do in public with Luca. He couldn’t imagine doing that to a man but when he caught sight of two men kissing each other passionately only a few feet away, he couldn’t drag his gaze away from them. They weren’t shy about showing each other affection even in such a public venue, but just the sight of them there had Kane’s thoughts drifting away from Kimber and over to the way Luca’s gorgeous young body had felt against his own.
“Kane!”
He turned to Kimber, startled out of his thoughts as she stared up at him. He instantly smiled at her, knowing she had to have been asking something. She had a pinched look on her face and Kane realized he’d been daydreaming. He bent down to her so he could speak in her ear over the loud thump of music.
“I’m sorry. What would you like?” he asked quickly.
“I ordered tonic and Grey Goose,” she said, smiling up at him, oblivious to where his thoughts had wandered.
He nodded and caught the bartender’s eye as he set Kimber’s drink on the bar. “I’ll have the same.” The bartender nodded and walked away and Kane picked up Kimber’s drink, handing it to her. “Sorry,” he said, looking back to the gay couple had been standing, only to find they’d disappeared. He glanced back at his date. “I was distracted.”
“By those gay boys, I’d bet,” Kimber said. “I saw them the moment we came over to the bar.”
Kane stiffened, recognizing the hostility in her words for what they were. The truth was, Carina’s—the dance club they were in—catered to a mixed bag of patrons, those of all sexual orientations. He’d been there with his straight friends many times in the past and never had a problem finding beautiful women to dance with and take home to bed. At the same time, he’d never been the least bit bothered by gay and lesbian couples on the dance floor right beside him and his female dance partners. Why would he be? Who the fuck cared?
Me. Obviously I care or I’d be here with Luca right now.
Kane shook all thoughts out of his head as the bartender returned with his drink and he pulled out his wallet and paid for it. He took a sip of the drink, tasting the bitter tonic and wishing he’d ordered something else. When he and Luca sat on the couch and watched the old black-and-white movies he liked, they’d drink Coronas with lime or these amazing watermelontinis that Luca knew how to make. They had watermelon vodka and something that was delicious when shaken with ice and served in a martini glass. Kimber’s voice startled him out of his musings.
“Look at them,” Kimber said, pointing to the two men he’d seen earlier out on the dance floor. One of them looked familiar to him. Kane knew he’d seen him somewhere
before but he couldn’t place him. When he glanced back at Kimber, his date was sipping her drink with a look of distaste on her full lips as she watched the two men grind on the dance floor. He realized her expression had nothing to do with dislike of the drink. He said nothing to her as he tried to figure out how he was going to wiggle out of dumping her at the curb when he took her home. Instead, he glanced back at the two men who danced so seductively on the dance floor, watching them closely.
One of the men backed away as a hand appeared on his shoulder and when he turned to throw his arms around the neck of someone who was blocked from view by the dancer’s partner, Kane suddenly wanted a closer look. As the third man’s face came into view, Kane felt his stomach drop right to the floor. Luca looked absolutely gorgeous as he hugged his friend back and then leaned in to kiss him chastely on the lips.
“Ugh,” Kimber said and Kane looked down at his date who was staring at the three men on the dance floor. “Now there’s three of them.”
Kane ignored her and glanced back at Luca who now had his arms around the third man while the man he’d kissed spooned him from behind. The three men laughed and writhed on the dance floor in a sensual way that looked completely unpracticed and sexy as hell. Luca ground his dick against the man in his arms while the third man thrust his groin against Luca’s ass as the music thumped out a sensuous beat. Kane had an overwhelming urge to leave his date’s side, run out to the dance floor, and rip the two men away from Luca.
“I can’t watch this anymore,” Kimber said and Kane tore his gaze away from the three men, looking down at her. The expression on her face was one of disgust and for a moment, he was shocked as he looked at her. The very thought of being disgusted when looking at Luca was simply ludicrous. The man was anything but disgusting. In Kane’s mind, he was golden and beautiful, even in another man’s arms. He stared at Kimber and then blocked her face with his drink as he downed it, turning halfway around and thumping the empty glass on the bar. When he turned back to Kimber, she had both hands on her hips and she was glaring at him.