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“Gamble?” he whispered, as he got closer.
When he appeared, and he could see him, his heart thundered in his chest, much like Diablo had sounded racing toward him.
Well, holy shit.
Gamble had followed him to England. Gamble was there with him now.
And he knew this was going to be one hell of an adventure.
Call it a hunch.
As he approached, he didn’t even say a word. Instead, he grabbed Poe’s arm, pulled him into his body, and found his mouth with his.
Oh, and Gamble took control.
He was done chasing, and now, he was claiming what was his.
FOREVER.
They were going to do this his way now.
The runaway groom-to-be was done going off on his own.
As for the kiss, it exploded around them, and when he finished punishing his mouth with that wild desire, he broke away to stare into his eyes.
In them, Poe saw irritation, but love.
“What are you doing here?” he asked, so goddamn excited to see him.
Oh, well, that was easy.
Gamble had spent the last few days taking care of business at home.
Mainly, the hospital—because The Hunters wouldn’t let him skip it, and then, he had to handle the legal issues with changing his name.
He was a new person, and this was his new life.
WITH.
POE.
It was time to start anew, and begin living for the first time in a very long time.
Only, it wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows. The man had left, and now, they had to settle a few things to make sure he was done running.
Because it wasn’t happening again.
Gamble had given up his old life, his family, and everything else, so Poe had to give up a few things too.
Like fear.
He needed to be aware of how dumb it was to run when Von Donore was out there wandering around, andThe BlackStone Groupdidn’t have their money.
Poe was anything but safe, and this was a dangerous game to play alone.
Luckily for him, it was one that Gamble was good at.
As for his question…
