Partners in Love

By Rebecca Brochu

When an unplanned and unwanted remodel of his apartment leaves Detective Dylan Vancarr homeless, the natural thing for him to do is turn up on the doorstep of his best friend and partner, Tyler Wilky.

An arrangement meant to last only for a night quickly turns into a surprisingly comfortable new life for the both of them.

While living with Tyler and realizing just how easily their lives mesh, Dylan quickly begins to realize that he may have found a partner for more than just the job.

He may have found a partner in love.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Evernight Publishing
• Release date: Mar 6, 2018
• ISBN: 9781773396002

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Copyright© 2018 Rebecca Brochu

ISBN: 978-1-77339-600-2

Cover Artist: Jay Aheer

Editor: JC Chute

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This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, and places are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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For you, as always.

PARTNERS IN LOVE

Romance on the Go ®

Rebecca Brochu

Copyright © 2018

Chapter One

It’s early on a Monday morning when Dylan is jerked out of his first restful night’s sleep in weeks by a thundering crash. He jolts upright, heart racing and hand automatically going for the gun he keeps in his side table, just in time to see his upstairs neighbor’s bathtub come through his ceiling. He sits, blinking in confused shock, for a long moment before collapsing back with a frustrated huff.

His head bounces painfully off the rather uncomfortable foldout couch he calls a bed. It’s in that moment the fact he no longer has half of his ceiling hits him like a punch, right between the eyes.

"Fuck my entire life! Dylan groans deeply as he scrubs a hand over two days of dark stubble and turns his eyes upwards beseechingly. What did I do to deserve this shit?"

There is, of course, no answer except for the sound of gushing water raining down from the burst pipes above him.

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An hour or so later finds Dylan standing outside his partner Tyler’s house in a black mood. He’s miserable because it’s barely four in the morning and he’s both sleep-deprived and under-caffeinated. He couldn’t even take a shower to wake himself up, since the water in his building had to be cut completely off. Plus, his feet are currently shoved into a pair of too-small flip-flops he doesn’t remember buying but vaguely suspects might just belong to someone he knows, because he only owns two other pairs of shoes and both of them are soaked.

So, with a vindictive sort of glee rising in his heart, Dylan presses the doorbell over and over again as he listens to the string of low, vicious curses coming from the other side of the door. Dylan has had a fucked-up morning already, so he’s going to make sure that Tyler shares in the wealth.

It’s how they show each other they care, after all.

A few seconds later, Tyler rips the door open, shoulders hunched and a scowl twisting his handsome face.

"What in the ever-loving fuck is the matter?" Tyler squints at him, voice rough and husky, still thick with sleep and annoyance. When