Chapter 9 Shall We Make Peace?

• Max smiled as he looked at that naked body bathed in sweat. Someone could have been seriously hurt in that chase, but no, there he was with a silly smile on his face, completely unaware. In a way, it was good, because Max still didn't know if he was the type of man who could handle a threat like that, knowing they were trying to kill him at all times.
• "I think this could help us light the fire..." Liam chuckled, clearly satisfied.
• Max ran his fingers over his chest, tickling him gently and smiled.