Reece just wanted to spend one uninterrupted picnic with his husband, Nathan. A huge blue man falling from the sky and crushing their car was not on the menu, but getting shot in the back by military personnel when he tries to help is the last thing Reece expected.

Jaak is having a strange day. Not only did the humans try to kill him using an old-fashioned hand grenade, but the man who attempted to treat his injuries is now fighting for his life. Jaak can't just leave the human behind to die, but a blood transfusion with a Kalpattaan means more than just saving the guy's life.

How on Earth is Jaak going to explain to Basten, the man he's loved for years, a man he's never quite gotten around to marrying, that he's not only bonded to someone else, but that his new husband also came with a husband of his own as well?

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Short Excerpt:

"What the hell?"

Reece reacted on instinct, curling his body over his husband as something smashed hard against the roof of his car. It wasn't until a massive hand flopped onto the windshield that he realized whatever had landed on top of them had been a man.

"Holy shit!" He hurriedly extracted himself and Nathan from a car with a roof now two feet lower. Thankfully the impact had forced the doors open so it was just an awkward shuffle rather than a jaws-of-life situation. More than a little freaked out, he quickly checked Nathan over.

"I'm fine," he said shaking his head. "Help him first."

Reece nodded quickly, a little bit appalled that he'd forgotten the first rule of triage—help the most injured first.

The man was sprawled face up, the metal almost molded to his shape. "Can you hear me?" Reece asked as he tried to do a visual assessment. He couldn't even imagine where the guy had come from. They were very literally surrounded by farmland, not a tall building in sight, but the man's landing position looked very similar to that of a high-rise building worker Reece had once had to untangle from scaffolding after he'd fallen six floors. Despite Reece's and the other doctors' best efforts that man hadn't survived. It was unlikely this man would either, especially since they were a long way from a major hospital.

The only good point was that the impact had squashed the car down to a manageable height, so Reece didn't have to climb to be able to reach the man's neck. He pressed his fingers hard against the pulse point, moving his hand several times as he sought a sign that the man was still alive. His skin was a distinctly blue color—almost like he'd been swimming in ice water—but was surprisingly warm. When Reece found no heartbeat, he moved closer, and was surprised to realize the man was still breathing.

"Can you hear me?" he repeated as he tried to catalogue the injuries he should have been seeing. The man was huge so he probably had a better chance of surviving, but as he began to move Reece quickly placed a hand on his shoulder and urged him to stay down.

The man mumbled a few words, but Reece didn't recognize the language.

"Move away," a loud booming voice ordered from behind Reece.

Reece didn't take his eyes off his patient. "He's severely injured. Do you know what happened?"

"Sir, I said move away! You have three seconds to comply"

"And I said he's severely injured. I'm a doctor. I can help," Reece replied as exasperation whipped through him. Hell, even if this man was a dangerous criminal he wasn't going to be hurting anyone right now.

The loud popping noises made Reece jump in fright, but it was the bright red color blooming on his chest that left him confused.