Written by Mike Shade
Ken and Bay are rich young men who like to party, make love together, and party some more. They also happen to be twins. Estranged from their father since their mother died when they were small children, they've learned to rely only on each other and not depend on anyone else.
Then an all too real explosion rocks the mansion, and their bodyguards split the twins up, running in a different direction to keep them safe. Will Ken and Bay survive the threat that hangs over them? Will they survive being apart for the first time in their lives? And will Simon and Rick learn to deal with the twins, and with each other, before the threat is over?
Mychael Black, author of the Breakdown series, writes:
Twins Bay and Ken are used to being on their own and loving and playing to their hearts’ content. Their rich father ignores them, for the most part, so when he hires two former police officers to act as their shadows, 24/7, the twins do everything they can think of to ditch their new bodyguards.
Simon and Rick are former lovers who are once again forced to work together, whether they want to or not. Yet even after years of being without one another, the spark lingers, but the demons in their past might prove too much.
With the twins’ lives in the balance, Simon and Rick have their hands full, and not just with their own baggage. The twins prove to be like nothing they’ve ever encountered, and it just might take a miracle to get them all working together to survive.
Security is a fast-paced, sexy thrill ride full of brotherly love and tension between ex lovers. The sex is plentiful, especially when Ken’s around, and with all four of them, it’s mind-blowingly intense.
Explosions, races again time, and steaminess galore, all combine to make one hell of a read. I highly recommend this one -- definitely one of Mike Shade’s best, I think.
Kendrick Templeton was thirteen minutes older than his twin brother Basil.
They looked as alike today at twenty three as they had when they were first born. Any differences, and there were a few, were intimate and hidden from view. They were both 5'11", both slender, their bodies muscled in the same wiry, understated way.
They kept their hair styled in the same cut; at the moment, it was short and spiked out all over the place, blond except for the roots, which were dark. Those were dyed, too. Only Kendrick and Bay knew what color their hair really was and they weren't sharing.
They even had the same bright green eyes, though they wore colored contacts as often as not. Today's were this cool aquamarine blue. The shade made Kendrick hard whenever Bay looked at him. Sexy color.
Anne, the woman who ran the household for their father, had left a message asking them to meet in her office at ten a.m.
Ken glanced at the grandfather clock as they drifted from their rooms down to the main floor where Anne held domain over the house from her little office with its big desk and enormous filing cabinet.
Not bad at all for him and Bay, and it was a testament to Anne herself that they were as early as they were.
It was a good thing she worked out of the house, too.
Bay was dressed in a pink muscle shirt and orange swim trunks with white flowers. Ken’s trunks were gold with silver shot through them and he'd foregone a shirt in favor of showing off his new nipple ring. He hoped Anne would tattle on him to the old man.
They were going to go swimming after she shared whatever new decree was coming down from on high. It was the only time she formally asked for them to meet her, otherwise she'd search them out and talk to them.
Ken was already picturing Bay without the shirt, the swim shorts clinging to his ass, so he was a little taken aback when they walked into Anne's office to find the room full of people.
All right, two plus Anne was hardly a lot of people, but with him and Bay and those imposing filing cabinets? It seemed pretty damned full.
Bay stepped up close, their arms brushing.