Free The Naughty Angel Returns (Naughty Angels In Love) by Honey Jans Page B

been in on the paper scuttlebutt lately. He'd assumed everything had cleared up okay. “Yeah, I heard about all the bogus shit that went down last year. Neither of you deserved that kind of pain. I'm assuming that things are better now.”
    Jaden shrugged. “Mostly. Who would have known that my dad would be such a soft touch? He felt sorry for Patsy, the woman who helped create chaos, and Trevor, who he thought had just lost his mind temporarily, and insisted on giving them a second chance. Patsy has actually straightened out after treatment. Trevor was a different story. Then the lucky bastard inherited a pile of cash and told my dad where he could stick his job and that he had always hated him. After he quit, we had to take out a restraining order against him. Weird, since Trevor had always acted like my father's best friend, but I always felt he was jealous of him.”
    Crispin nodded, thinking of the aggressive flirt chasing Kiera last year. “Saved your dad the trouble of firing him.”
    “Yeah, that's about the size of it,” Jaden said grimly. “I never did get to thank you for running interference for me back then.”
    “No problem. You'd do the same for me,” he said, glancing up the stairway, thinking of Haley alone upstairs. Even though she was surrounded by other women, he knew she wasn't safe. He wanted to turn around and yank her out of that hen party, as un-PC as that was. He guessed he was just an unenlightened caveman at heart.
    “I would,” Jaden said turning to glance up the stairs too. “So what are you packing? I heard you shot up a changing room at Indiscretions,” he teased with a grin.
    Crispin grimaced, chagrined; he'd probably never live that down. He lifted the SIG P232 from its snug resting place in his shoulder holster and popped out the magazine so that Jaden could handle it. Compact and lightweight, it had enough stopping power to bring down any son of a bitch gunning for them. After leaving the military and the mess of his divorce, he'd come across the real-life mystery of the Scarlet A Killer. He'd thrown himself body and soul into investigating the case. It'd been like an obsession for him. In the back of his mind, he knew he hadn't much cared if he lived or died after his divorce. He had something to live for now, he thought, thinking about Haley. He noticed the confident way Jaden held the weapon, and knew an enthusiast when he saw one. “How about you? What are you carrying?”
    Jaden gave him an uncomfortable look, then sighed. “She's not to know about this,” he said.
    “She won't hear it from me,” Crispin said.
    Jaden nodded and reached into his jacket to pull out a snub-nosed revolver.
    Crispin let out a whistle. “Small but deadly.”
    “Got it out of my dad's gun safe. He's an old James Bond fan,” he said with a rueful grin, adding, “but it'll do the job, and I'm checked out on it.”
    Crispin heard the determination in the other man’s voice, saw the confident way he handled the piece, and relaxed a little. “I figured so.”
    “So we understand each other,” Jaden said with a grim smile. “The armed guards have orders that no one gets through who I don't know.”
    Crispin nodded as they came to an understanding. They wouldn't let anyone threaten their women. “So I can place her here if anything happens.” Like the killer taking him out, although he didn't say it.
    “You know it,” Jaden said. “Kiera feels like she's found another sister. I won't let anything jeopardize that. Besides, I owe you.”
    “So that's what's between them,” Crispin said thoughtfully. “They do act like sisters, and they only just met.”
    “I know, it must be a chick thing,” Jaden said with a shrug. “When you're together for a year like Kiera and I have been, you learn to just go with the flow. I don't question things at this point. I just try to keep my woman safe.”
    Crispin felt the same way. It wasn't for him to question the instant bond that Haley and Kiera