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I nod. “Let’s go ladies,” I mutter.

“Call me bitch again and you’ll be the one needing medical care,” she hisses, walking past me.

I don’t bother responding. I just need her to patch up Ivan, then I’ll send her and her scrumptious little friend back to Daniel. Although I might grab a taste of little Miss D cup first.

“Isabel doesn’t mean anything. We’re really glad you rescued us. She’s just upset,” her friend explains, while Brick leads two of the men that came with them over to lift Ivan.

She’s gorgeous, sweet and quiet—just my type. Angelina’s quiet personality is what always drew me to her to begin with.

“What’s your name, beautiful?”

She smiles at me, blushing. “Natalie.”

“Stop hitting on my private nurse, nephew. Natalie, how are you at giving sponge baths?” Ivan purrs—the asshole. I don’t stop him, but I might. I wonder if this is my would-be-wife. Surely Daniel would have told me if I was here to save his sister.I shake my head. I’m just indulging in wishful thinking. There’s no way Natalie is my wife.

I couldn’t be that lucky.

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“Is it done correctly?” I ask. She carries herself like royalty. As I watch her, I can tell she’s really fucking good. She speaks to Ivan with every move she makes. I can tell she’s worried about his pain. She takes off her gloves and turns to stare at me, clearly upset. At this point, I’m pretty sure I annoy her just by breathing. I hate to break it to her, but the feeling is mutual.

“I have a name, you know,” she mutters, tossing her gloves in a trashcan.

“Bell, I heard it.”

“Isabel. Only family calls me Bell. That isnotyou.” Before I can respond, Ivan chuckles. It’s amazing to me he’s even trying to laugh right now.

Isabel moves at once to check on Ivan. “You crazy fool, are you trying to tear yourself open after I’ve just sewn you shut?” she mutters, her skilled hand gliding over my uncle with a gentleness I wouldn’t expect.

“I like the fire in you,” Ivan answers.

She puffs out an annoyed breath and shakes her head. “You like Natalie’s boobs. I don’t know if I should be flattered or relieved you like my attitude but barely look at my boobs.” IfI hadn’t seen the twitch of her lips, I would have missed the humor behind her words.

“I can’t apologize for being a man who loves tits. Yours are good, too. You just hide them with bigger clothing,” he drawls.

“Stop flirting, Ivan. Daniel won’t appreciate you hitting on one of his cousins.”

“Cousins?” she questions, looking at me in surprise.

“Daniel said you were family. I assumed you were a cousin. Am I wrong?”

“I’m not his cousin.”

I nod. “So, you’re family because you are a friend to Natalie. It doesn’t matter. You fall under the Navarro family.”

“Hmm …”

She doesn’t seem impressed with my response. The woman may have talent, but she is way too headstrong and opinionated. I like my women far more docile. “Where is the beautiful Natalie?”

“One of the cute bikers, I think he said his name was Claw, took her to the room E-Z provided for us,” she murmurs.

“Didn’t she need to assist you?”

“Natalie? No. She’s a CNA, but she doesn’t need to work. We met for lunch the day we were kidnapped, or we wouldn’t have been together,” Isabel explains.

“Bad luck for you,” I murmur.

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