Bang: B-Squad Book Two by Avery Flynn Read Free Book Online Page B

given Fane your location," he bit out.
    He didn't need to elaborate the world of hurt that would come down after Fane found her so the bastard could peel Essie's location out of Tamara's brain. She knew. The truth was written in the pinched tightness around her eyes and the sudden pallor on her skin.
    "But it didn't." She brushed her hands across the swell of her hips and threw back her shoulders while a dangerous gleam blazed in her blue eyes.
    Oh shit. "I know that look."
    "What look is that?" For the first time since she clamped eyes on Bryson, she turned her full attention to Isaac.
    Something shifted inside him as his cock tried to take the wheel from his brain. Exactly the effect she knew she'd have on him. He had to hand it to her, the woman used ever tool at her disposal to get her way—and that meant turning him into a horny idiot who'd get the hell out of her way. If he wasn't so familiar from using the same tactic himself, he'd be pissed off. As it was, he had to admire her commitment. Too bad it wasn't gonna work.
    "The one that says you're already planning to run."
    Her gaze held steady, but clasped her hands together tight enough to turn her knuckles white. "That's not the word I'd choose."
    "Semantics."
    "Call it what you want then, just keep your mouth shut about it." The mask dropped and she showed off her true glory. She wasn't an avenging angel. No. This Tamara—the real one, he'd guess—was a survivor and a bare-knuckle brawler who'd sacrifice it all to protect those she loved. "I don't want to cause the team any more headaches than I already have and Essie can't afford to have me lead Jarrod to her location."
    "On one condition."
    Her eyes went wide, no doubt she'd been expecting another answer. Oh no, he knew better than to run full-tilt at a brick wall and expect it to result in anything other than his head broken open and his brains dripping out. He just needed to keep her off balance. She wouldn't head off right away. No, his girl liked to plan and plot. Snagging Essie and running had probably been one of the few spur-of-the-moment things she'd ever done.
    "What condition?"
    "Dinner with me tomorrow night." There was no reason why they couldn't get something they both wanted—no matter how she tried to deny it—while at the same time making sure she stayed safe.
    She sighed and all but rolled her eyes. "I really don't have time for that."
    "No problem. I'm sure the team has plenty of time to hear what kind of trouble you're about to get yourself into by taking off for parts unknown without any backup at all."
    Blackmail? Him? Oh, he'd stoop to that and much more. Tamara wasn't the only one willing to go to the mattresses to protect others.
    "I'm the last person Taz and Bianca want to help."
    It was a nice try. "I suppose that's why they welcomed you into the B-Squad."
    "I'm just an office manager, easily replaceable."
    That she believed that nonsense was as obvious as her wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am curves. He didn't know who'd worked a number on her head, but someone had scrambled it up but good.
    "Uh-huh." Like anyone got upstairs without the full blessing of the B-Squad. "Do you agree or not?"
    "Just dinner?"
    If there was a God in heaven, no was the answer to that.
    "Whatever else is up to you and that little voice inside you telling you to jump my bones like a trampoline, darlin'."
    This time she did roll her eyes. "How charming."
    "Trust me, my charm isn't what the ladies love most about me." He winked at her, loving the way it put a little pink back in her cheeks. "I'll pick you up after work."
    "I'll meet you," she said hurriedly.
    More like she'd find a way to ditch him.
    "Oh no, darlin'. This is Texas. We have manners. I'll be at your desk to pick you up at five sharp." He tipped an imaginary cowboy hat at her. "Until tomorrow."
    As much as he loved watching her walk away—the view was astounding—that's what she expected. With a woman like Tamara, going the expected route was the worst