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aching for whatever Xavier Crawford had in mind. Forcing himself unglued, he backed up.
    "Why are you running away?" Xavier countered.
    Even as he spoke, Xavier caressed a hand over his chest, past the tattoo crushing a nipple then down his rippled abs.
    Jealousy flowed through Rajan's body. He wanted the thing crushing that tightened nipple to be his tongue, his lips. The hand moved further down, stroking the body Rajan wanted to feel pressing against him.
    Rajan managed to move but he didn't get far. His
    back slammed into the lockers and he groaned. Xavier was right against him.
    Their eyes locked. Rajan's chest heaved, causing
    him to brush against Xavier's chest. They were too close—
    so close Rajan's body burned. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He inched toward the small space to crush their bodies together. Xavier braced a hand at the base of Rajan's neck and slammed him back against the locker. Rajan groaned. His growing cock shot to attention from the roughness in Xavier's touch. Xavier bowed his head to the side of Rajan's neck, his hot breath flowing over Rajan's flesh. Rajan knew he was going to be engulfed in flames.
    He whispered something even he didn't understand
    while his eyes slowly drifted closed.
    The door suddenly burst opened and Xavier flew
    away from him as though being burned.
    "We have a warrant!" Salsa called.
    Rajan held his breath and turned away.
    "Tell the others to suit up," Xavier ordered.
    Rajan shivered at the command in his voice but
    didn't move. When the door flapped then slammed again, he turned to look at Xavier who was looking at him.
    Straightening his spine, he met Xavier's eyes. But he didn't get a chance to say anything as the rest of the team barged in the door.
    "Heeeey! Bollywood!" They all cheered with their arms lifted above their heads.

    * * * *

    The near kiss left Xavier in an irritable mood. He
    hadn't realized how desperately he wanted that kiss but knew the moment was gone. It was confirmed when Rajan walked out of the room with the others. Taking a breath, he slammed the locker shut, shoved his gun into the holster and followed. The briefing went as expected but on the ride to their location, Rajan sat across the vehicle from him with his eyes locked to that irritating script. Licking his lips, Xavier shook his head and peered toward the front of the truck to see where they were. The truck slowed and Xavier took a breath.
    "All right guys." He looked around at his friends.
    "Once more, let's do this."
    The same energy he'd always felt surged through
    him, causing his body to throb slightly. For a breath, they all sat there with their heads bowed before Salsa shoved open the door and they all piled out. They moved silently across the house's front lawn. A few split off from the others to take both sides of the house and around the back.
    The others with their rifles trained, set up in one line on either side of Muse who hunched in the middle, by the door with the rammer. Muse looked back. Xavier nodded and Muse hefted the rammer, swung it backward and sent it crashing into the door. The wood splintered just as Muse tossed the rammer aside and they all piled through the front door.
    A man popped into the room and Xavier leveled his
    gun on him. "Let me see your hands!"
    The man's hands shot into the air, his eyes bulged
    and he started shaking.
    "On the floor!" Xavier commanded.
    The terrified man looking down the barrel of the
    gun didn't move.
    "Do it now!"
    He fell forward to the ground with his hands above
    his head. Xavier didn't move but watched as Salsa cuffed the man and the two of them continued on.
    The radio in his ear crackled. "Far left, upstairs bedroom clear!"
    "Basement clear!"
    "Downstairs bathroom, clear!"
    "Center bedroom, upstairs, clear!"
    Xavier listened to the incoming reports over the
    radio while he and Salsa moved quickly through the rest of the house, looking in closets and anywhere else someone could hide. He was about to relax and