Brazen (B-Squad #1) Read Free Page B

herself some breathing room. The tip leading them to the Indulgence Resort was their last lead. The scrap of paper with a partial reservation number was all they had after the trail had gone ice cold in Phoenix.
    The drug kingpin who’d taken Gidget six months ago had been hoping to snag Bianca instead—why, she had no idea. No matter how much digging she and the B-Squad team had done, they hadn’t been able to figure out who was behind Genie’s Wish or why he was targeting Bianca and her friends from the now-defunct St. Bernadette’s Academy for Young Ladies, AKA St. B’s Reform School for Rich Bitches, where the moneyed sent their very bad daughters.
    She’d thought the nightmare that had been St. B’s ended after three girls killed themselves and the authorities raided the school before shutting it down and arresting most of the administrators, many of whom were still in jail. Now, more than a decade later, St. B’s specter was back and pointing them toward paradise in the Pacific Ocean.
    The Indulgence Resort was a string of five small private islands in the Pacific, a few hundred miles from Hawaii. Instead of hotel rooms, guests stayed in individual luxury bungalows. It was exclusive, expensive and exhaustively hard to get into. It was a miracle Elisa had managed to pull off a last-minute reservation, but the woman had connections that spanned both sides of the legal line and she’d used every one to make it happen.
    The resort’s isolation provided an ideal if unusual location for the mystery man to continue the tests on the effects of the latest, more vicious version of Genie’s Wish. At least that was what they’d been hearing whispers about from Vivi’s DEA contacts. The newest iteration of the drug that had simply amplified users’ lust, greed or fury now directed it, turning the users into puppets who weren’t even aware that someone else was pulling the strings.
    Resolute, she grabbed the phone and turned off the reminder alarm. “We’ve gotta go soon.”
    “We’re going to find her.” He dropped her bikini back into the suitcase, pivoted, and then reached into his drawers, scooped up the contents and dumped them into the empty suitcase next to hers. “Packing done. Let’s do this.”
    How he managed to look so confident standing with only a towel wrapped around his hips, she had no idea. But he did. That just made the urge to poke his oversized ego too tempting to ignore.
    She glided a finger down his bare chest, loving the way his jaw hardened as he attempted to maintain his iron hold on the control he valued almost above all else. “You forgot something.”
    “What’s that?” he asked, his voice strained.
    She hooked her finger around the towel and tugged it free. “Pants?”
    “Kitten…” Whip quick, he grasped her waist and lifted her up so she fit snugly against his hard cock. “I know you love me best naked.”
    Damn. He had her dead to rights on that one. She wrapped her legs around his waist and took his face between her palms. “I love you any way I can have you, but yeah, naked is my favorite.”
    She lowered her mouth to his and showed him just how much. When their lips met, it wasn’t soft and gentle—it never was with them. It was all fire and passion and immediacy. They’d burned fast and scorching hot from the first time she’d walked into the Devil’s Dip Gym he owned. They’d fought it, but the heat won out.
    He slid his hands down to her ass, cupping it, as she rocked against him. Even fully clothed, her body ached from the sweet torment of touching him. She couldn’t get enough. She had to taste him everywhere.
    Somehow over the blood rushing in her ears, she heard the elevator ping. Fuck. It was the only entrance to the loft and no one ever thought to call ahead first. Of course, if they were on the approved list, all they had to do was punch in the code and scan their thumbprint to get in. The approved list was short—only Taz’s brothers and her