The Current Between Us

The Current Between Us


(Layne Family Duet, Book 1)

Gage Synclair, international, hard-hitting investigative photojournalist, is preparing for the final special report of his career. A story of deception and murder six long years in the making. After spending ten years in some of the worst parts of the world, he’s ready to settle life down and open an art gallery in his hometown of Chicago.

Trent Cooper, electrical contractor, is surprised by the last minute request for a fast-paced electrical remodel, little did he know he’d be immediately propositioned by the gallery’s owner. Being gay in the construction industry isn’t easy, nor is being father to his two young adopted children. Trent keeps his life in separate zones to avoid a short circuit. Will their high-voltage passion break the currents between them forever?

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I loved this book! Everything about it was just perfection…great characters, suprises, and the story…seriously, it was so sweet and romantic and just really good reading.

Christi Snow, Author

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Loved this book!!! This is the second book I’ve read byKindle Alexander. The first one was Texas Pride. I washooked right from the beginning. It’s an amazing love story. 

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BOOKS IN THE Layne Family Duet…

The Current Between Us

Book 1



A grin tore across his face. The plan for the afternoon required patience and dedication, but he knew if he waited long enough he would get a glimpse. Trent sat back on his heels, rubbing his upper arm over his face again, wiping the sweat from his brow. The motion moved his jeans lower, pushing the underwear down, showing an enticing curve of his ass and the sexiest butt crack Gage thought he might ever have seen in his life. It was quick, but as Trent rose, the denim slipped lower giving him a visual of a good inch to inch and a half of the crack before Trent yanked his Levi’s back up by the belt loops and tucked his shirt back in, covering himself completely.

Gage felt rewarded and denied all at the same time. A man with a body like that should be required to never wear clothing anywhere he went. If he had his way, Trent would be sporting his tool belt and perhaps those work boots and nothing else, while on his knees, working hard at sucking Gage’s now always hard dick. He would make sure Trent worked up a good sweat because at this point, after three days of an insatiable hard-on, Trent would be on his knees, facing one way or another for quite some time.

Hell, Gage had gone out last night trying to find someone to relieve this hard-on, but when it got down to it, he actually turned a couple of guys down. His dick turned into a fickle beast. Once it came time to relieve this tension, his dick had no problem lying down. It seemed only one person could take care of his hard-on. The one person who didn’t want anything to do with him.

Trent’s phone went off and Gage watched him answer. A smile spread across his handsome face. Trent turned his head toward the front windows. Like normal, Trent kept his eyes averted from this office. The guy never looked toward the office. It was like the office didn’t exist. His gaze swept to the window at the front of the gallery, and the smile grew bigger as he walked toward the front door. Something just lit up the man’s world, and with sudden interest, Gage needed to know what that something might be.

If something made Trent this happy, he found he wanted to try and repeat the action, to keep that smile on Trent’s face every day. Gage narrowed his eyes and lowered his brows. Where did that thought come from? Confusion at his own reaction stopped Gage for a moment before he swiveled around in his chair to see a perfectly put together female with a long slender body and long dark hair, walking up the sidewalk with two beautiful children.

The sun shone brightly and the temperature climbed to somewhere in the low seventies, making it a beautiful day outside. Gage’s windows were still open, a nice breeze blew, birds chirped and the sounds of the neighborhood filtered inside his office. As long as they didn’t get too far up the sidewalk away from his office, Gage would be able to hear the conversation. The woman lowered her phone, so did Trent as they approached. Gage stood, going to the window to watch a little more closely. It sure appeared this might be Trent’s family. Dread set into Gage’s heart like nothing he ever experienced before.

How had this never occurred to him in all of the time he spent watching this man over the last seventy-two hours? Married with children… Something caused Gage to reject the thought immediately. Trent didn’t wear a wedding ring, but lots of electricians didn’t wear rings… But if Trent was mine, the guy would wear my ring every day to prove to the world he was taken. And Gage took a small step back from the window, shocked by the thought. Where did that come from? He never thought in terms of long-term commitment or marriage, and here he was thinking just that about someone completely unattainable.

“Daddy, look what I got! It’s my birthday dress!” The little girl ran toward Trent who never stopped walking toward the woman and children. The little boy tore out after the girl, easily running past her.

“I win,” the boy said, tagging Trent’s leg.

“Daddy, I wasn’t racing,” the girl said with a frustrated, pronounced little whine in her voice as she reached Trent.