Page 28 of Trusting Her Bear

“No. How do you two know each other? Because I remember months ago when we were helping Penny, you were in the same room together, and not a word was said of your friendship.” Bash crosses his arms.

“It didn’t come up,” I offer.

“Bullshit. You’ve been hiding lots of things, Quinn,” Bash says.

“Yes, I have,” I admit. “I’m not the sharing kind of guy.”

“Fucking bears,” Micah mutters.

“You think I am?” Bash asks, ignoring Micah.

“The person I will be telling is my mate.” I rub my hands over my head. “I will admit that we worked together six years ago. I didn’t want to tell anyone about my past or the people I knew. Micah is planning to stay, so you can tell everyone that fact. I am nervous enough to admit all the things I have done to my mate. I don’t need the crew of misfits chiming in and fucking it up.”

“You know what I have done?” Bash asks.

“Yes,” I answer. Bash has worked with Micah for years, killing men who use and abuse women and children. Micah would get files to Bash, and he would find them and kill them.

“Marie accepted all of my past. Your mate will, too.”

“You don’t know what I have done,” I remind him.

“Doesn’t matter. The universe doesn’t give a mate to those who don’t deserve it. Steph is a good woman and deserving of love. Plus, I do know Micah. He’s an asshole, but he has morals. He wouldn’t have a friend who was a horrible person,” Bash reasons.

“Maybe Marie did soften you,” Micah says. “I’m oddly touched.” He presses both hands to his chest.

“Fuck off,” Bash says. “Are you going to let your past affect accepting the bond?”

“Of course not,” I snarl. “She’s mine.”

Bash nods, satisfied. “The husband is at the police station. I was tempted to just kill him and be done with it, but I showed restraint.”

“You are proving my point with every word,” Micah chimes in.

Of course, Bash ignores him. “Marie is with the set of four; we are moving them to a different location.”

“Did you find out who talked?” I ask.

“Not yet, but I have my suspicions. I will find out,” he says, grinning.

“Is it torture time?” Micah asks.

“Possibly.”

“Can I help? It will be like old times,” Micah says with a slight smile.

“It’s up to Quinn,” Bash says. “Does he trust you?”

I roll my eyes. “Get the fuck out of my office. You can bond over torture.”

“Awesome.” Micah stands. “I will text you the date and time we will meet.”

“Yeah,” I agree.

“Meet who?” Bash asks.

“None of your business,” I say.

“Micah will tell me. He likes to talk when he’s torturing.”