taking a bullet for her during the Bisu Manor operation. Still, no one was coming between him and the man who’d fucked with the people he loved.
That guy was a dead man walking.
“Hey, I found something.” Duke help up a scrap of paper. “It was caught in the filing cabinet.”
His brother brought it over and handed it to Bianca. She held it up to the light. It couldn’t be more than a few inches long and an inch or two wide, but the words on the torn corner of a printed page was clear.
Indulgence Reso—
Reservation #68—
Look forward to your arrival tomorrow and hope that yo—
For the first time since he’d heard that damn beeping, Taz smiled. It wasn’t friendly. It wasn’t nice. But then again, he’d told Bianca before that he wasn’t one of the good guys.
* * *
Yasmin
Los Angles, California…
Yasmin closed her laptop and smiled despite her annoyance at the woman weeping beside her. This time had been a dry run to make sure the software would work as expected. Next time, however, Bianca and the B-Squad wouldn’t be so lucky.
Chapter 2
Bianca
Three Days Later
Ft. Worth, Texas…
B ianca wasn’t about to go on a rescue mission without her brass balls any more than she’d leave her SIG SAUER in the armory.
She picked up the giant jawbreaker-sized orbs of solid brass from the top of the dresser. As far as good luck charms went, they were a bit…unusual, but so was just about everything in her life. The light streaming into the bedroom from the skylights dotting the ceiling in the large open-concept loft reflected off the metal balls as she rolled them in the palm of her hand.
They were hard, eye-catching, and had an impenetrable surface that gave no hints about what was inside. Grinning to herself, she shook her head. They were just like the man who’d given her Iron Man’s nads as a gag gift for their six-month dating anniversary.
Good thing, Taz made up for his lack of romantic gift-giving skills with other talents that involved full-body massage and orgasms—lots of mind-melting, knee-buckling, toe-curling orgasms.
She glanced up at the door to the oversized bathroom as the sound of the shower running continued. It was the only room in the loft with walls, otherwise it was just exposed brick, ceiling-to-floor windows and a private elevator that led down to the expansive garage for the Devil’s Dip Gym. She didn’t have to close her eyes to imagine how good Taz would look right now with water streaming over the hard planes and defined muscles of his body. Without even trying, she could smell the sandalwood of the soap he used on his tawny brown skin. She bit down on her bottom lip, trying to distract herself from the naked man she’d fallen for so hard and fast that she was surprised she didn’t have a love concussion.
The shower turned off.
Temptation tugged at her. She checked the time on her phone.
They weren’t needed for the briefing for another thirty minutes and Taz hadn’t even begun to pack for the mission to rescue Gidget. Their equipment, guns and ammo were already stowed on the private jet that would leave in a few hours to take them to the Indulgence Resort. But unless he got packing, Taz would be buck naked while they were posing as the fabulously rich and newly married Trey and Bethany Alderson. While she loved having him like that, this was the last lead they had as to Gidget’s location and nothing could take priority over finding her.
Bianca wouldn’t fail her friend again.
Taz strolled out of the bathroom in a haze of steam. A white towel sat low on his hips and the wet ebony waves of his hair made his mossy-green eyes stand out even more than usual against his brown skin. The air of barely constrained danger and never-questioned dominance as natural to him as his confident strut when he crossed the open space toward her. She caught a glimpse of his full lips curled into a sexy smirk moments before he walked behind her as if he wasn’t thinking the exact
That guy was a dead man walking.
“Hey, I found something.” Duke help up a scrap of paper. “It was caught in the filing cabinet.”
His brother brought it over and handed it to Bianca. She held it up to the light. It couldn’t be more than a few inches long and an inch or two wide, but the words on the torn corner of a printed page was clear.
Indulgence Reso—
Reservation #68—
Look forward to your arrival tomorrow and hope that yo—
For the first time since he’d heard that damn beeping, Taz smiled. It wasn’t friendly. It wasn’t nice. But then again, he’d told Bianca before that he wasn’t one of the good guys.
* * *
Yasmin
Los Angles, California…
Yasmin closed her laptop and smiled despite her annoyance at the woman weeping beside her. This time had been a dry run to make sure the software would work as expected. Next time, however, Bianca and the B-Squad wouldn’t be so lucky.
Chapter 2
Bianca
Three Days Later
Ft. Worth, Texas…
B ianca wasn’t about to go on a rescue mission without her brass balls any more than she’d leave her SIG SAUER in the armory.
She picked up the giant jawbreaker-sized orbs of solid brass from the top of the dresser. As far as good luck charms went, they were a bit…unusual, but so was just about everything in her life. The light streaming into the bedroom from the skylights dotting the ceiling in the large open-concept loft reflected off the metal balls as she rolled them in the palm of her hand.
They were hard, eye-catching, and had an impenetrable surface that gave no hints about what was inside. Grinning to herself, she shook her head. They were just like the man who’d given her Iron Man’s nads as a gag gift for their six-month dating anniversary.
Good thing, Taz made up for his lack of romantic gift-giving skills with other talents that involved full-body massage and orgasms—lots of mind-melting, knee-buckling, toe-curling orgasms.
She glanced up at the door to the oversized bathroom as the sound of the shower running continued. It was the only room in the loft with walls, otherwise it was just exposed brick, ceiling-to-floor windows and a private elevator that led down to the expansive garage for the Devil’s Dip Gym. She didn’t have to close her eyes to imagine how good Taz would look right now with water streaming over the hard planes and defined muscles of his body. Without even trying, she could smell the sandalwood of the soap he used on his tawny brown skin. She bit down on her bottom lip, trying to distract herself from the naked man she’d fallen for so hard and fast that she was surprised she didn’t have a love concussion.
The shower turned off.
Temptation tugged at her. She checked the time on her phone.
They weren’t needed for the briefing for another thirty minutes and Taz hadn’t even begun to pack for the mission to rescue Gidget. Their equipment, guns and ammo were already stowed on the private jet that would leave in a few hours to take them to the Indulgence Resort. But unless he got packing, Taz would be buck naked while they were posing as the fabulously rich and newly married Trey and Bethany Alderson. While she loved having him like that, this was the last lead they had as to Gidget’s location and nothing could take priority over finding her.
Bianca wouldn’t fail her friend again.
Taz strolled out of the bathroom in a haze of steam. A white towel sat low on his hips and the wet ebony waves of his hair made his mossy-green eyes stand out even more than usual against his brown skin. The air of barely constrained danger and never-questioned dominance as natural to him as his confident strut when he crossed the open space toward her. She caught a glimpse of his full lips curled into a sexy smirk moments before he walked behind her as if he wasn’t thinking the exact
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