Page 96 of Burn Bag

Shock and curiosity played across her face as she stared at me, gaping like a fish. “Um…Wow. Why…why do you think that?”

“Well…I know it sounds silly, but it was something I thought of at the altar. I mean, the man is insanely attractive, but he hasn’t gotten married yet.”

“He was dating someone.”

“Yeah, but…look at him. He wants to be married, but contacted a stranger to be his wife. She agreed after one date. I mean, she backed out, but that’s all it took. He just wanted to be married. And as I was standing at the altar, it suddenly hit me. What kind of man— who’s insanely attractive, sexy as hell, has gorgeous muscles and an ass to go with it— can’t get a wife on his own?”

She frowned as she thought it over. “I mean, he would have married Isla.”

I cringed at the name. I didn’t like that woman, and I didn’t even really know her. “Do you know why they broke up?”

“Not really. I mean, the guys all know, but they don’t talk about it. I know there was another guy involved. IKE. She’s actually married to him now.”

“Really?” That was hard to believe based on how she cornered me at the wedding.

“Yeah, it was a mess, and I don’t know the specifics, but it was pretty terrible. Kavanaugh walked away with a broken heart, and she walked away with IKE.”

Could it have anything to do with Bradley’s inability to please a woman in the bedroom? I couldn’t see it. The way he worked those fingers, they were like magic. If he was having trouble, it could only be from his small cock. Was that really worth leaving a man over?

“This woman, Isla, what do you think of her?”

She shrugged. “In general, I like her. I don’t know much about her. Why?”

“Well, she cornered me in the bathroom at the wedding. She was very territorial of Bradley, which I don’t understand. Not if she left him.”

“I know they knew each other growing up. Maybe it’s because of that.”

“Yeah, this seemed like a lot more than friendly protectiveness. She was like a dog pissing on her territory.”

“Hmm, I wish I knew, but she’s pretty private about everything that happened between them. And then there’s her sister. She’s with the mechanic...”

“The mechanic? Is that some kind of term for a job at OPS?”

She laughed at that. “Yes, he’s quite literally a mechanic.”

I sighed in relief, worried it meant he was some kind of killer. “Thank God.”

“Not that he’s not deadly. He’s also ex-military.”

“Of course he is. Does anyone work here who isn’t a badass?”

She pretended to think about it, but laughed. “Well, unless you consider the wives who work for the company, no. Have you met Fox yet?”

I groaned, dropping my head in my hands. “Don’t get me started on him.”

“He’s a little much.”

“What’s with the Funyuns?”

“It’s his thing. Don’t mess with them.”

“And his wife? Is she really okay with him taking women into his bedroom?”

“His movie room? Absolutely,” she grinned. “I know it sounds weird, but that’s just Fox. He’s a big teddy bear and wants to make all the women feel welcome. Training them has been his thing since Eva first arrived. She’s his protégé.”

“And she’s married to…”

“Cash.” Her face shuttered at the name. “He’s…gone.”

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