Riled (The Invincibles 4)

“It’s been some time, but evidently, he was involved with a woman who was killed. Some kind of accident.”

“Seriously?”

“Remember I said rumor.”

“I guess that would explain why he’s so standoffish. At least in part. How long ago did you say?”

“I’ve no idea. It’s all very hush-hush.”

“Why?”

Teagon shrugged. “It’s just that way in the intelligence world with our own. No matter who it is.”

“He kissed me once.”

She raised her eyebrows.

“Best bloody kiss of my life.”

“Figures.”

“Who was the best kiss of your life?”

Teagon shook her head and laughed. “Oh no, we’re not going down that road.”

“Why not?”

“I’ve bleached it from memory.”

“Your best kiss? That makes no sense. Why wouldn’t you want to remember it?”

“Because I’ll never see him again.” She looked away.

“What happened to him, Teag?” God, I hoped he hadn’t died too.

“He’s an American.”

“Well! That explains everything.”

She turned her head so I could see her eyes, and in them, I saw the same hurt I felt when Cortez pushed me away a few minutes ago.

“What happened?”

“He got back with an ex-girlfriend.”

“The wanker! While you were involved?”

“Yes. Involved is a good word.”

“How’d you meet this American?”

“He was my flight instructor.”

“Gordon Bennett!”

“Can we change the subject now?” Teagon sat up and pointed behind me.

“What?” I turned my head and saw Cortez walking in the opposite direction of the house. “Where’s he going?”