Matthew Elliot is one of LA’s best detectives. He’s been labelled the golden boy of the Fab Four: a team of four detectives who’ve closed down drug-rings all over the city. He’s smart, tough and exceptionally good at his job.
He’s also a closeted gay man.
Enter Kira Takeo Franco, the new boxing coach at the gym. Matthew can’t deny his immediate attraction to the man his fellow cops know as Frankie. But in allowing himself to fall in love with a man known to his colleagues, Matthew risks outing them both.
Matt and Kira work to keep their relationship and private lives hidden from Matt’s very public life, fearing it would be detrimental to their careers.
But it’s not the other cops who Matthew should be worried about finding out his deepest, darkest secret… it’s the bad guys.
The mystery is pretty obvious, and the plot is predictable, but the romance is slow and nicely built. The staying in the closet versus coming out problem is perfectly depicted too: genuine, not exaggerated, not melodramatized, and the solution is awesome and thrilling.
It wasn’t lost on me, that I was now thinking when and not if I told them. Coming out to my workmates was something I’d never dreamed I’d ever do, and there I was considering how they’d take the news, not if I told them, but when.
I have problem with the erotica too: it is told rather than shown.
The characters are likeable and sweet. And I enjoyed the Keira Knightley related jokes…
“Um, Mitch knows I’m seeing someone called Kira.”
His smile died, and he put his spoon down. “Oh,” he said, then cleared his throat, obviously uncomfortable with the whole idea. “And…?”
“He thinks I’m secretly dating Keira Knightley.”
Kira snorted. “I should be offended! I’m so much prettier than she is.”