Wanted: Devil Dogs MC by Evelyn Glass

she’s right but also knowing that what she’s suggesting is more than a little immoral. “I can’t invade his privacy like that, Jamie. It wouldn’t be right.”
     
    “Issy, the boarding house isn’t exactly about to put you at the top of the Forbes list, right?” Jamie doesn’t wait for her friend to answer because there’s no need. They both already know the truth. “You can’t afford someone to mess up the leases you have with tenants or someone to do something that would affect your reputation.”
     
    Isabel nods in agreement, knowing Jamie is speaking the truth, no matter how harsh it may be. She sits in silence, debating between giving up her morals or jeopardizing the future of the boarding house, the only thing she really has left of her mother. It’s a no brainer.
     
    Jamie stays on the line, letting Isabel have her quiet musings until she asks the question that she’s been holding in. “So, is he a good kisser?”
     
    “Jamie, if I don’t know anything about the guy, why would you think I would know that?” Isabel laughs down the phone.
     
    “Okay, well when you find out, make sure to let me know.” Jamie has never been one to shy away from details.
     
    “Well, if I find that out, I’ll keep you in the loop.” Isabel feels her cheeks heat at the thought of kissing that luscious mouth of him.
     
    “ When , Isabel. When not if.” Jamie’s certainty is obvious. “Now go and snoop, before he comes back and remember -,”
     
    “I know, I know; ‘report back’!” Isabel finishes her friend’s sentence for her.
     
    “Exactly!” Jamie sounds pleased with herself, or at least even more so than usual. Her tone changes abruptly. “I miss you, Issy.”
     
    Isabel clutches the cell in her hand tightly. “I miss you too, honey.”
     
    “You know that if you need me, I’ll get on a plane faster than you can say ‘hot biker dude.’” Jamie is serious.
     
    Isabel knows she means it because she would do exactly the same thing for her best friend. In fact, she had. When Jamie’s heart had been broken by the only guy she’d ever loved, Isabel had jumped on a plane from Dallas at a moment’s notice and spent the weekend with her friend, commiserating, drinking cocktails, and telling her she was well rid of him and he didn’t deserve her, not by a country mile.
     
    “I know, Jamie. But I’m fine, really I am.” Isabel almost has to force the words out but she’s impressed that she manages to come off as breezy. The truth is she misses her friend like crazy and would love nothing more than to have her here. But Isabel also knows that if she doesn’t make her life work now, on her own, then she will just spend the next few years relying on other people to make it better. She has to get through this on her own, no matter how hard it may be.
     
    “All right, enough of this crap before I ruin my makeup.” Jamie’s signature sense of humor is back in full force. “I’ve got to go, honey. I’ll call you tomorrow.” With that, Jamie hangs up, no goodbye no nothing. It’s her signature move. She’d always told Isabel she hates goodbyes, so she refuses to say the word.
     
    Isabel sits for a few moments longer, trying to figure out another way to get the peace of mind that Wesley isn’t about to ruin her business some other way that doesn’t involve snooping around like a suspicious mother. It doesn’t take her long to realize that there really aren’t a whole heap of options open to her and, besides, her curiosity about the gorgeous biker is proving too strong to resist. She’s already made up her mind.
     

CHAPTER SIX
     
    Armed with a feather duster to use as her cover for ‘cleaning’ Wesley’s bedroom while he isn’t there, Isabel gives herself one last chance to change her mind and get the hell out of there, never to think about what she’s about to do again. Her hand is on the doorknob, the spare key, as she keeps for all of the rooms, is in her hand. She