And everyone wants the woman Iâm teamed up with dead.
Swagger, strut, snarl. Three things I can do with both eyes closed. Oh, and shoot the shit out of tangos. I always do my job, whether itâs patching up a fellow operative or taking down a serious threat. Apparently this time my job is to babysit Baby Spy.
Weâve followed the Los Reyes de Guerra cartel to the drug-trafficking capital, Mexico City. Our orders? Get in with the guerrillas and ultimately take them down. Thereâs only one problemâI have another set of mission directives linked to Kiki AKA Baby Spy.
Should be easy enough. Except it seems Iâve developed an unhealthy attraction to Kiki, along with an inconvenient conscience. Sheâs a wild woman with an unforgiving attitude that definitely makes me bone hard for her.
Nothing is as it appears, least of all Kiki Damage.
Yeah. They call me Baby Spy. Iâm fully aware the entire T-Zone team blames me for narking out a previous mission gone wrong. So, I canât understand why the powers that be assigned me to this op. Or maybe I can, which just makes my situation even more dire.
I know Bane wants me, but Iâm beginning to think he has an ulterior motive for keeping me close. And itâs not just the panty-melting hot sex with the big, gruff, silent killer. Thereâs something incredibly vulnerable in the way Bane watches me, like heâs looking for one last saving grace.
None of that matters now. When the situation heats up, I find out Baneâs real mission. I may have fallen in love with him, but itâs already too late. This entire web of lies goes a lot higher than any of us ever imagined, and my neck is only the first one on the line.
Bane includes a special series epilogue from the badass women: Jade, Tilly, Blaize, and Kiki.
The door creaked open, and I slit my eyes in that direction. Between the dark and shadows, I fathomed Kikiâs slim frame entering the room.
âWhere you been, girl?â I grumbled from my cot.
âWent shopping with Blaize. Got mani-pedis too. Whatâd you think?â Her low voice shivered across the quiet roomâthe sound alone setting my cock on edge.
I barked a laugh. That attitude. Damn. My dick stiffened even more beneath the thin blanket.
âThatâs all well and good, but Blaize returned hours ago.â
âHad to get my hair blown out too.â She snarked back. âMind if I turn on a light?â
Like fuck she got her hair doneâor her nails. The woman was rough and tumble, just the way I liked her.
âGo ahead.â Hell yeah. Shine some light on her getting undressed.
I was already naked, and as the light popped on, I sat half-up. The blanket rolled down to my hips, revealing the beginnings of the tats on my shoulders that ranged up the back of my neck. A gritty design of all black inkâsymbols that resonated. Brass knuckles, a smoking gun, bullets on fire . . .
No unicorns, rainbows, or fluffy shit for me. No wise sayings or inspirational words worn on my skin.
Butâdead enterâone name hid among the other marks on my skin. Someone Iâd always carry in my heart.
Kikiâs gaze took a clean sweep of meâmy muscled torso, the brown hair centered down my abs and leading to my cock below. She probably noticed the tented fabric, too.
No mistaking a hard dick practically waving in your face.
She wore a small grin as she started shucking the sweet leather yoke holster strapped across her chest. Kiki came included with a fucklot of gear all attached to that yoke. KA-BARs she handled with skill and care, twin Glocks she set on safety.
âYou going to watch?â She asked, bending over to unbuckle her boots.
âYeah.â Rubbing a hand over my mouth, I hid the wolfish grin. âCould do the gentlemanly thing, but Iâm not really that guy.â I shrugged.
She chuckled. âI can see that.â
âOh. You ainât seen nothing yet.â My grin stretched even wider if possible.
âReally?â She whipped off the boots, letting them fall where they lay. âYou hiding something?â
She tugged her shirt over her head, revealing a simple black bra and a mesmerizing body. The woman wasnât a classical beauty. She wasnât BBF. She was gorgeous, edgy, different, and I liked it.
âYou can come find out if you want.â The words rumbled from my chest as the heat in the room intensified with every shred of clothing she shed.
âMaybe next time.â With her belt unbuckled, she shimmied her narrow pants off her perfect hips and lean legs. âThought you didnât like me, anyway.â
âIâm usually not that quick to judge. Been on the receiving end of assholesâ preconceived notions before.â I hungrily watched as she bent over.
Nice ass. Firm full cheeks. Skimpy black bikini panties.
I could definitely work with that.
âSo, do you have the other guysâ backs or mine in this op?â She stood before me, nothing but ivory skin, wicked eyes, nicely shaped tits.
Very fit for a fuck. Totally in shape for a nightlong naked workout.
The pale blonde/light pink streaked fauxhawk. The inked sleeves all the way down to the backs of her handsâblack tats in delicate paisley and sunburst designs. Too recognizable for someone in our line of work? Maybe. But she had an instant in with the younger, hot-on-the-button criminal element.
And with me.
Kiki usually covered her hair with a skullcap, her ink with leather gloves.
She was one fucking cool cat. I didnât care what the other dudes thought about her.
âYour back. Iâve got yours.â Unless I have to shoot you in the back.
I pushed my blanket even farther down, showing off the hard-worked cuts of muscle on my lower abs. Six pack? That and more.
âWhy donât you come have mine?â I invited, the words growling out.
âThat bed isnât big enough for the both of us.â Kiki sauntered toward her cot. âBut your ego sure the hell is supersized.â
She shuffled under the covers on her cot across from me. Reaching a hand out from the blanket, she dropped the black bra onto the floor between us.
âDamn,â I whispered in a hoarse tone. Then a laugh thickened from my throat. âItâs not ego, girl. Itâs confidence.â
She flipped to her side, facing me as her fingers fumbled for the light switch. âGoodnight, Mr. Confidence. Hope you sleep well with that boner I just gave you.â
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