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Double Deuce
A novel of mystery and romantic gay love, book two of Ian Coulter's Amethyst Cove series
Deuce of Diamonds

KC Kendricks has created a splendid as well as an exceptionally enjoyable follow-up to
Double Deuce. -
4.5 Nymphs from Chocolate Minx at Literary Nymphs Reviews
Free-spirited Ian Coulter works hard and plays harder. An
ex-cop turned private investigator, Ian enjoys meeting
new men and making new friends. A night out ends up with
one man on the floor at his feet, and another asking for his
help. Big trouble’s brewing in little Amethyst Cove and Ian’
s a step behind. He’s quick to see Rick Mohr is the man
holding the flare at the end of a long, dark tunnel.

Undercover agent Rick Mohr walks a fine line, serving two
masters. Insider trading, counterfeit printing plates, and a
blown-up yacht have Rick stuck between two Federal
agencies, one of which has been compromised. Rick has
to discover the mole before it’s too late. When Ian Coulter
walks into his life, Rick grabs the chance to salvage his
assignment with both hands.

It doesn’t take Ian and Rick long to discover joining
forces, and sharing resources, has definite perks - ones
not found in any departmental manual.

INTRO:

“And yet, here you sit across from me.”

“For one thing, this is the first time I’ve actually gotten a look at you. No one ever said you
were so…” He paused and blinked at me.

I helped him out. “Hot?”

Rick grinned. “The very word I was searching for.”

“You’re full of shit, Rick Mohr. What do you really want?”

“I’ve heard you like to have fun—safe fun. Was I misinformed?”

And they called me a slut. Rick had me beat for moving in on a guy fast. “I love to have ‘fun—
safe fun,’ but I don’t know you. I haven’t seen you around at any of the local haunts.”

“Well, you know how it is. Boy meets boy. Boy falls in love. Boy gets dumped after eleven
years and has to work hard to get back into the swing of things.”

I tapped the wide silver band he wore on his left ring finger. “Hmm. I’ve heard of that. Some
weird word that starts with an ‘R.’”

“Relationship?”

I snapped my fingers. “That’s the one! Can’t say as I have any first-hand experience with it.”

Rick sighed. “I actually liked it, although I thought it would have a longer shelf-life.”

I sipped the lemony drink I’d had such a craving for. That craving, and another stronger one,
was about to land me in trouble, I just knew it.

“I’ll tell you something, Rick. I don’t like men who cheat on their partners.”

His level gaze met mine. “I don’t have a partner. I have an ex-partner.”

“Why not take off the ring?”

“Truth? I’m not quite ready to have guys hitting on me. Maybe you can help me get over the
hump.”

Years of cruising men, of reading their body language and looking into lots of pretty eyes
gave me a good read on him. He wasn’t being honest with me about something, but it had
nothing to do with the ring, the ex-partner, or the fact he liked to have control of the situation.
The little voice inside, the one that never steered me wrong when it was time to cut and run,
was silent, and I wanted to learn more about him.

The bottom line was we both wanted to get laid, no strings attached. I could do that for him.
Call me Dr. Love or whatever. He wanted over the hump, and I was more than happy to help
him out with that.

“So, Rick, why don’t we finish our drinks, then blow this joint and go find a more private
place?”

EXCERPT

The intensity of Rick’s gaze slammed into me.

“What if I told you I could give you something concrete?”

Cold sweat broke out under my arms and across my back. I shivered and sucked in a deep
breath. “This isn’t the place to discuss business, Mr. Mohr.”

Comprehension flickered in his pretty eyes. He reached across the table and covered my
hands with his. My skin prickled with a new awareness of him. I had the sudden urge to give
him about eight inches of concrete, regardless of how bad an idea it had become.

“You’re right, of course.” I got another shock as he raised my knuckles to his lips. “How
about a little stroll on the beach? We can kick off our shoes and roll up our pant legs and get
our feet wet. Get comfortable with each other. Whataya say?”

A walk outside was better than a hook-up inside. For all I knew, he worked for Earl Fox and
had on a wire. This could be a set-up. That’s how paranoid I was about Foxy. I pulled away
from the warmth of his touch and kept my voice pitched to where only Rick could hear me.

“We’ll take my car. I’ll bring you back later. And I want you to put your cell phone in your car
and leave it.”

“I understand your caution, but it’s unnecessary.”

“I’ll be the judge of that, thank you.” I set my hat back on my head, slid off the bench seat,
and held my hand out to him. He took it and uncurled his long, lean body out of the booth. I
had to look up at him, and I’m no little fellow at five-eleven and one hundred seventy-nine
pounds of carefully crafted muscle.

His arms came around me and I realized just how big a man he really was. His lips brushed
my ear as he whispered to me, “I’m going to enjoy this.”

Before I could think, much less ask him what the fuck he was talking about, his mouth
covered mine. I opened my lips to protest, and his tongue slipped past my poor defenses.
Little stars danced behind my closed eyes. My arms slid around his neck.

Familiar heat coiled low in my belly when his tongue danced over mine. My balls tingled as
my over-eager cock hardened, swelling relentlessly to an aching fullness. I inhaled, and,
under the warm, spicy scent of his cologne, breathed in the rich, earthy tang of an aroused
male.

Rick’s big hand cupped my left ass cheek and pressed me tightly to his pelvis. The hard
ridge of his dick met mine and I hazed on the rush of testosterone flooding into my blood. I
needed to sink my root deep in this man and hear him beg for more.

What was left of my sanity shouted I was in big trouble when his lips trailed fire along my jaw
line and down my neck. I ignored it and cupped his balls in front of all witnesses, covering
his bulging zipper with my palm. At least eight inches.

His big hands stroked up my back, then down my sides. I leaned over into the booth and
grabbed my drink with shaking hands.

What the fuck had I just allowed to happen?
KC Kendricks knows how
to spin a yarn that will keep you
glued to the pages.
– Elise, Sensual Reads
This series is best read in the order below.
Double Deuce

Ian is one fine hero.  Rick does match him but Ian has lots up his sleeve to counter Rick’s tricks.  The
two together make quite a pair and it is together they can solve this case which leads them to
counterfeiting, insider trading and blown up yachts.  And that is just the beginning.  Add corruption
and lies and you have Double Deuce.  KC Kendricks knows how to spin a yarn that will keep you glued
to the pages.  – Elise, Sensual Reads

KC Kendricks has a distinctive writing style.  The characters are amusing and the plot is delightfully
unexpected.  I fully enjoyed Double Deuce. - Chocolate Minx, Literary Nymphs Reviews
Review Snippets
Ace, Deuce, Trey
KC Kendricks has created an impressive saga. The romantic portion of the storyline gives the
background of how Rick and Ian progressed into their current scorching relationship together.
I very much enjoyed Ace, Deuce, Trey.
- Literary Nymphs

This is an intricate and complex plot. With a PI who has a FBI agent for a boyfriend, you know
that there is going to be crime and mystery woven through the plot.In fact, it was hard to put
down at all. I found myself sneaking to my tablet to catch a few pages when I could. The mystery
adds a bit of thrill and danger and the romance is sweet. - MM Good Book Reviews, 5 Hearts