Code of Honor (Cipher Security #2)

by April White

I hung up, and “Bohemian Rhapsody” continued playing through the car speaker. My phone was playing all its music on random shuffle, and I just let it play. The only thing I couldn’t abide was Christmas music at any time other than between Thanksgiving and New Year’s Eve;

Absolutely right!

“Inside one of the Bareknuckle Bastards books. Brazen and the

“But you cut up a Sarah MacLean book.”

I spun him to face me and he almost toppled over. Granted, I may have zip-tied his ankles a little bit too tightly for proper balance, but that was a tactical decision based on relative size. “Be honest, Junior. Has an invitation like that ever worked? Has a woman, when propositioned with a front pocket surprise, ever reached in and said ‘oooh, Junior, give me some of that surprise’? Because I’ve got to tell you, on a scale of mildly disturbing to properly revolting, a pocket surprise in your pants is about as appealing as biting into a hot dog and finding a vein.”

can be a lot of things,” I said with a smile I actually felt, “but shy isn’t in my repertoire. Awkward and dorky I have covered, and I could draw a map to Mortification Central, but I won’t, because that’s the kind of place you have to stumble into.”