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which he said the last told Faolan there was more to the story. Still, he considered himself a smart man and knew now was not the time to push for answers.
    Now was most certainly the time for fucking.
    Shifting his thigh against Gar’s cock, Faolan leaned in close. “So now your precious stopwatch is put away and you have me at your mercy, what are you going to do?”
    “Kill you.”
    A cold and in control Gar was sexy, but having him angry and aroused, poised on the edge of that same control, was fucking hot .
    Faolan leaned forward and licked the shell of Gar’s ear. “I don’t think so. Despite me having pissed you off, you’re intrigued by the trinket I have on my ship.” Another swirl of his tongue against the hot skin. “Plus I don’t think you’d want to disappoint Jason.”
    “I’ll just kill you and hunt your ship down. Save me the headache.”
    Faolan knew he shouldn’t laugh, but he couldn’t help it. “You’ll never track them down without the coordinates.” Tugging his hand free, he dug into the pocket of his pants and pulled out a small gold disk. “Which are safely on here.”
    As expected, Gar tried to grab the disk out of Faolan’s grasp, but he was too slow. Stumbling back a step or two before regaining his balance. “Give it to me.”
    “Wouldn’t do you any good. It has a security code on it. Good luck trying to crack it too. It requires the code to be spoken in my voice and, of course, I’ve built in a safeguard. I say the wrong thing and you’re flying into a sun.”
    “Fuck,” Gar muttered.
    “I’m no novice when it comes to these things, hunter. You should have known that from the start.”
    Gar gave his head a slight shake before straightening. “We’ll be at the dimension gate soon. I need those coordinates.”
    Lust rolled through Faolan, an all-encompassing burn growing in strength with every look he cast on the hunter. He wanted this young man—now. Holding the disk out between them, Faolan thrust his hip out to the side and grinned.
    “You want it? Come and get it.”

Chapter Three
     
    Gar was about to explode. His head pounded from the erotigen and the frustration of having the pain in the ass captain on his ship. The guy had gone into his safe and touched his father’s stopwatch—Gar’s one special personal possession, the only thing he gave a damn about.
    This was why he hated cleanup jobs—they never went the way he wanted. Give him a kill or a simple catch and retrieve any day. If Faolan became too much more of an issue, that’s exactly what he’d turn this into—a kill.
    “Well?” Faolan taunted him with a bright grin, waving the disk at him with short, quick motions.
    He’d set the ship on autopilot to the dimension gate, where it would hold until Gar gave it the next coordinates. It would take at least thirty minutes to get there, but he wasn’t in the mood for games. Especially since his body wasn’t completely under his control at the moment.
    Gar never did drugs. Hardly ever drank. The idea of losing control scared the shit out of him, and to have that control sucked away by artificial means, well, he wouldn’t do it to himself. Unfortunately, when something like erotigen entered his system, leading a clean lifestyle wasn’t an advantage. It hit him harder than it would an experienced user, lingering in his body longer.
    Making him horny as hell.
    Closing his eyes, Gar tried to catch his breath. Anger and desire mixed deep inside his body, pushing him to the edge. Seeing Faolan with his father’s stopwatch in his hand had been enough to make him see red, throwing him off balance. Another wave of dizziness hit him, sending his body lunging to the side.
    “Whoa there.”
    Firm hands were on his biceps, holding him still. That musk, deep and heady, was back. Gar sucked in a breath, pulling Faolan’s scent into his lungs. One of Faolan’s large hands snaked from his arms, pressing against his lower back, while the other began to work the