Together they’re bad in all
the best ways...
Out
now! – Bang (B-Squad #2) by Avery Flynn
Bang
B-Squad #2
Avery Flynn
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Release Date: September 12, 2016
Freelance investigator Isaac Camacho has a weakness for bitchy
blondes, and no one fits the bill quite like former beauty queen and gold
digger Tamara Post. She’s sexy, feisty and on the run from a cult leader.
Complicated women? Oh he loves them almost as much as he loves watching Tamara
act like a total ice queen when he knows she burns white hot.
Calculating opportunist Tamara Post never cared what anyone
thought about her—except for her sister. But when her sister dies, it’s up to
Tamara to hide her teenage niece so the girl’s dictatorial father can’t marry
her off to one of his disciples. The last thing Tamara has time for is Isaac—a
man who flirts as well as he fills out a pair of worn jeans and whose stubborn
determination to help makes it hard to act as if she’s really as cold as she
appear.
When the bad guys find her, there’s only one
person Tamara can depend on to help keep her alive until her niece is safe. But
once the life and death chase is on, it’s not just their lives Tamara and Isaac
are risking…but their hearts.
One, it was weird. He was, after all, hustling through the club's hectic kitchen with one super-sexy, kinda bitchy blonde—his favorite kind—for parts unknown. He should be noticing her ass under that swishy green skirt, not something lame like the fact that she smelled like peach tea spiked with bourbon.
Two, they were dodging steaming pots and hot plates because ugly-as-roadkill bounty hunter Archie Wolczyk was hot on their heels. Even if his former life as a Recon Marine hadn't taught him the importance of survival, his stint in the county jail should have been more than enough to get an important lesson through even his thick skull: Being locked up in the pokey wasn't his style.
So instead of getting distracted by her perfume, he needed to get them both out of here before he ended up separated from the love of his life—women, all of them—for whatever stretch of jail time the judge decided aiding and abetting a fugitive deserved.
"Left." He pressed his palm against the small of her back, noting that his hand spanned almost the entirety of her waist, and guided her past the walk-in fridge and toward the employee break room.
She followed directions but shot him a quick glare over her shoulder.
Prickly little ice queen, wasn't she?
As they hurried through the break room, he ignored the surprised faces of the staff members swapping out street shoes for clogs, but gave a quick wink to the sous chef who'd given him the after-hours all-access kitchen tour a few weeks ago. Stephanie? Stacy? Selena? Sarah. That was it. Then almost as fast as he and Tamara had rushed into the break room, they were out the reinforced steel door and into the fenced-in part of the parking lot. It stank of cooking grease and rotting food from the nearby pair of Dumpsters that had been broiling in the Texas heat for the past few days. He peeked over the privacy fence, scanning the lot for the bounty hunter's backup. He spotted a couple getting out of a sedan, a valet sneaking a smoke, and a stray cat with one ear slinking between the cars.
Nothing of consequence stood between them and his truck, which was combat parked just outside the gate, ready as always for a quick getaway. He unlocked the doors with his key fob and opened the passenger door, then held out his hand to help Tamara up onto the running board. She was tall, but his oversized tires—perfect for off-roading—were no joke.
"No way." She took a step back, as if she could still escape.
It was cute.
"We don't have time for me to sweet-talk you, darlin', so let me put it this way. You either get that fine ass of yours in the truck or I'll expend the itty bitty amount of energy it would take for me to pick you up and flop you down in there."
The start of a snarl curled up one side of her mouth and she took another step back. "Look, I appreciate you giving me the heads up about the bounty hunter, but I don't know you and there's no way in hell I'm getting in your truck."
So, plan B it was.
"Okay." He held up his hands in surrender. "You've got an excellent point there."
The tension yanking her shoulders closer to her ears than they should be ebbed and her shoulders inched down a bit. That's when he scooped her up in his arms, pivoted, and dumped her into the passenger seat all before she'd even gotten a chance to let out a yelp.
"Why you—"
"Heavy-handed asshole?" He grabbed the seatbelt and dragged it down across her chest. "Giant prick?" He clicked it into place, resisting the urge to let his fingers linger on the sliver of silky skin between the top of her skirt and the bottom of her shirt that had become exposed when she'd twisted in his arms. "Handsome devil?" He flashed his patent-pending, panty-melting grin. "Big, strapping stud who can protect you?"
She didn't even flutter her long lashes. "Jerk."
Tamara started out as a not so nice person in Brazen, but as I got to know her in Bang, I realized that she is actually a good person who was dealt a shitty hand when it came to parenting. Luckily, the B-Squad feels the same way and even is she doesn't realize it, is now one of them. Isaac is a cocky SOB with a heart of gold. You can see it in his actions towards Tamara whether protecting her or loving her. He had his own issues to deal with, but with Tamara's honesty he is finally able to post those ghosts to rest. The B-Squad gang is great and I love their attitudes. Highly entertaining with plenty of chemistry and great characters, looking forward to the next book!
I received an ARC via NetGalley for the purpose of an honest review. I was not compensated for this review, all conclusions are my own.
Award-winning romance author Avery Flynn has three
slightly-wild
children, loves a hockey-addicted husband and is desperately hoping someone
invents the coffee IV drip. Avery was a reader before she was a writer and
hopes to always be both. She loves to write about smartass alpha heroes who are
as good with a quip as they are with their *ahem* other God-given talents. Her
heroines are feisty, fierce and fantastic. Brainy and brave, these ladies know
how to stand on their own two feet and knock the bad guys off theirs.
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