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shield of his helmet up, revealing himself to be around Lucas' age with beautiful hazel eyes
ringed with thick brown lashes.
"What's up, Cap'n?" he asked in a deep, rich voice that was also clearly full of mockery.
"Donahue," Adam said bluntly. Lucas was surprised by the muted hostility in his voice.
"What do you want?"
Donahue motioned at the altered stack of program books Adam had picked up. "Saw the
new porn layout. You've got new crew this season."
Adam took a single step to the left. Lucas blinked, realizing Adam had just blocked him
from the view of the motorcycle gang. "What's my crew got to do with you?"
"The boys are interested in Games this weekend. We want to test out your new crew. You
up for it or do you want to give us the money right now?"
Lucas didn't know what the Games were but he could tell that Donahue was goading
Adam.
"Why don't you just fuck off?" Tyler snarled.
Donahue's eyes crinkled at the corners. "Why don't you come over here and ride my pole,
Tyler? It's what you do best, isn't it?"
Tyler started to surge forward but Adam easily caught him and held him back as the
motorcycle gang members laughed.
"When?" was all Adam said.
"Midnight," Donahue replied. He slid the silver shield down again, hiding his eyes.
"Bring everyone. I want to personally shoot my baby makers up your new pirate's ass. His photo
seems to suggest he'd like it."
Lucas flushed hotly, rage surging through his veins. He took a step toward Donahue but a
hand on his chest stopped him. He looked down and saw that the hand belonged to Tyler who
grimly shook his head at him.
"We'll be there," Adam told Donahue. "Now get out of here."
Donahue saluted him and turned his bike around. Lucas and the other pirates waited until
the last motorcycle had disappeared down the shell driveway that led down into Hidden Idol
Bay.
"Who were they?" Lucas demanded. "Some wannabe bike gang?"
Adam, who was still staring after the intruders, nodded absently. "Rory Donahue owns
the bike shops on the island. You've probably rented a scooter from one of his shops. He and his
mechanics and friends like to drive around the island and terrorize people. As much as a bunch
of queers on bikes can, anyway." He glanced back at Lucas and grinned.
Lucas smiled back, relieved that Adam didn't appear overly upset by Donahue and his
friends. "So what're those games he was talking about?"
"He likes to challenge people to run obstacle courses out in the jungle," Ben explained.
"He thinks he's a Navy SEAL or something. He's completely delusional."
"Yeah, but he and his buddies win a lot of the time," Tyler complained with a sour
expression. "They fuck with you while you're competing," he told Lucas. "Total cheaters."
"And it's done for money?" Lucas asked.
Adam turned back to the cottage. "Among other things. Don't worry about it for now,
Lucas. And you two--" he pointed at Ben and Tyler, "-- keep your mouth shut about it to him."
"What?" Lucas grabbed Adam by the upper arm. "Why can't they tell me anything? Why
won't you?"
Adam calmly peeled Lucas' fingers off his skin. His expression was grim. "Because
you're new to this, Lucas, and if you knew what Donahue and his gang want to do to you out in
the jungle I'm afraid you might jump on the next ship out of here. I don't want you to do that."
While Lucas appreciated the idea of Adam trying to protect him, he didn't need it. "I'm
not a kid, Adam. I can handle a bunch of losers on bikes."
"Not this time you can't." Adam stared hard into Lucas' eyes to drill home his point.
"They're the worst bullies we could have on this island. You stay away from them. I'll take care
of you once we're out at the Games. Until then just forget about Donahue and his boys. They're
trying to scare you. Don't let them."
"They won't," Lucas retorted.
He felt Ben's familiar grip slid around his waist from behind. "Kiss me goodnight? I need
to go back to my place."
Adam exchanged a look with Ben over Lucas' shoulder. Lucas was aggravated that they
were teaming up to distract and pacify him but there was no fighting it. He gave in and let Ben
turn him around to face him as the other two men went inside the cottage.
"Don't coddle me," Lucas muttered but he wrapped his arms behind Ben's neck.
Ben smiled. "I won't. But Adam's right. Just forget about it until we're out there. It's all
stupid anyhow. Donahue's a prick but he's a rich one, so that makes him feel like he has power
over the rest of us."
"How rich?" Lucas asked, feigning interest.
Ben rolled his eyes. "Not enough to give up someone like me."
Lucas lowered his lashes. "Prove it."
"Gladly," Ben whispered before he sealed his lips over Lucas'.
But although the kiss was a good one, enough to leave Lucas panting, it couldn't
completely distract him from thoughts of Rory Donahue and his mysterious jungle obstacle
course.
CHAPTER TEN
A shadow fell across Lucas' face. He cracked open an eye and found someone standing
over him.
"Have lunch with me."
He sat up cautiously as Adam squatted beside him. The dark-haired man wore navy
Hawaiian-print shorts and a white tank top which showed off his massive arms. Dark sunglasses
hid his eyes. Lucas reached back for the T-shirt he'd balled up and used as a pillow and pulled it
on over his head.
It was another beautiful day on Anteros and Lucas felt good about a lot of things. For one
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