Cost of Love Alexis Rogers Paperback (May 1990) Lavender Pr; ISBN: 0938743104

JC cried out. Kaffey walked into the bedroom and stood at the foot of the bed once more. JC lay on his side, clutching a wadded ball of sheet and blanket to his stomach. Perspiration lined his forehead and upper lip.
"Kaff?" Thready whisper, softer than his own muffled heartbeat.
"I'm here."
"I don't want to be alone."
"You're not. I'm right here."
JC's eyes were closed. "Please, here with me."
Do you know what you 're asking? No, I don't suppose you do. "Okay, but just until you go to sleep."
JC slid over. Kaffey sat down, pulling the man into his arms, and hoped his jeans would insulate his feelings. JC snuggled close—too close—his head on Kaffey's chest.
"Feels good." Blue eyes opened, intense and innocent. "Always so good." JC's arms tightened, his head tilted upward, open mouth an invitation.
No! Please, no! You don't know what you're asking. But JC's mouth attracted him like a magnet, greeted him like a welcome guest. He was lost in the taste of JC, the feel of JC, the love of JC.
"Easy. Shhhh." Kaffey rolled them over. "Calm down. It's all right." What needed calming was his own body.
Kaifey was a cop. A cop in love with his partner. His straight partner. Kaffey and beautiful, blond JC Covington had met in Vietnam. But now JC was married and had a little girl, so Kaffey repressed his secret desire. Until JC's marriage broke up. Then Kaffey had to face who he was and what he wanted—a revelation that could destroy his friendship with JC, his career, and his very life.
The Cost of Love is a gay men's romance and adventure that is as gritty as combat and as sweet as love itself.

Paperback, good condition