Crossing The Line
by Christiane France
ISBN-13: 978-1-61124-109-9 (Electronic)
Cover: Trace Edward Zaber

Rather than embarrass his wealthy family by admitting he’s gay, Alexander Derkeston solved the problem by publicly conforming to their upright, uptight lifestyle as set forth by the first Derekston back in the late 1800’s, and inventing a second, shadowy life on the side.
Even after his parents are killed in a traffic accident and the pretence is no longer necessary, Alexander still continues to follow family tradition and keep his private life private. Then the family chauffeur retires, and Wil Forrest is hired in his place.
Wil is young, hot, sexy, almost certainly gay, and Alexander wants him. Desperately! But Wil is an employee, and when he suggests the two of them go clubbing together, Alexander is horrified. Old Abner Derekston had two rules the family has always lived, never cross the line by getting overly familiar with the help, not if you want to maintain their respect, and two, if you want something, go for it.
Is there a way Alexander can have his cake and eat it, too?
…Wil snapped his head around. “Excuse me?” He hesitated, frowning. But in less than a second the frown disappeared and a smile slowly covered his face. A smile so warm and so special it made Lex oblivious to everyone and everything except the two of them. He wanted to reach out and touch and be touched in return. He wanted—
“Hey, this is great, boss. You decided to come after all.”
“You didn’t think I would?”
“No way. And I’m not going to ask what made you change your mind. I hoped you would, and now I’m just glad you did. Really glad.”
The sudden brightness in Wil’s dark eyes and the depth of emotion in his voice caught Lex by surprise. He and Wil worked together just fine, and they were on friendly enough terms bearing in mind the boss employee relationship, even so… “You are? Why’s that?”
“Because …” Wil averted his gaze. “Obviously you’re gay or you wouldn’t be here. Same goes for me, but…”
“But what?”
“I want you. I haven’t stopped imagining the two of us together since the first time I drove you to the store.”
“Really?” Lex felt a sudden heightening of tension between them, as if something was about to explode. He wanted Wil more than he’d ever wanted anyone. He’d wanted him for weeks, he just hadn’t admitted how he felt until today, and he hadn’t thought past that. Not for one moment had he stopped to think how Wil might feel. And even in his wildest dreams he wouldn’t have thought there was a chance the wanting might be mutual. “I had no idea. I…”
“If you’re not interested, just say the word and I’m outta here.”
“If I wasn’t interested I wouldn’t be here. Okay?”
“In that case…” Slipping an arm around Lex’s shoulders, Wil steered him past the bar and onto the crowded dance floor.
The band was playing something slow and sexy. It was one of Lex’s favorites, but he couldn’t remember the title and he didn’t even bother trying. There was barely enough room to do more than shuffle their feet, but the moment he and Wil wrapped their arms around one another it was like being trapped inside a magic bubble. Everything disappeared except the man he was with and the moment. Their mouths met, tongues tangled, and he felt the heat of Wil’s body, the evidence of his arousal which was every bit as apparent as his own, and Wil’s own intoxicating scent as it invaded his senses and took over his mind. He wanted him so badly his chest felt constricted and he could barely breathe.
He felt Wil tugging at the zipper of his jeans, then his hand was inside, touching and stroking. Lex usually prided himself on his control, but the slight roughness of Wil’s fingers against his sensitive flesh caught him by surprise and he pushed away Wil’s hand, just in time...

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