Read Hell Bent for Free Online

pistol on the shelf and turned in his arms.  She put her hands on his chest then slid them up to his shoulders.  Her eyes turned to liquid crystals as her lower lids dammed back tears.
    “Cade, we need to talk—” she said, raising a shaky hand to his face.
    The door into the range opened and Cade’s body tensed.
    “Where are you, Ceese?  Let’s get this weekend started, sweet thing,” a deep male voice said loudly.  Cecelia’s eyes went wide, the clouds in them cleared and a little smile kicked up the corner of her mouth as she pushed away from Cade to squeeze by and walk into the aisle.
    “ Kee gan!” she squealed, and Cade flinched as sickness swirled in his gut. 
    It boiled when Cade stepped out of the booth to see her fly into the outstretched arms of a heavily tatted and muscled guy, who looked to be a biker if the chains, leather and spiked hair were any indication.  Their bodies collided, the man’s hands gripped her ass and she tiptoed to press a kiss to his mouth.  Pushing back, she looked up at him and put her hand on his cheek, much the same way she had Cade’s a moment ago and the bile in his stomach turned to a brick. 
    “I didn’t think you’d be here until tonight!” she said happily.
    A smile kicked up the corner of the man’s mouth as he stared down at her.  “Couldn’t wait to see you, babe.” He swooped in for another kiss.  “I’ve missed the hell out of you.”
    “How’d you find me here?” she asked with a laugh.
    He smiled wider showing a row of perfectly matched teeth, his expression reminding Cade of the smile the big bad wolf probably wore when he met Little Red Riding Hood.  “I’m pretty damned good at recon, remember?  I will always find you, baby.”
    “You’re pretty good at conning information out of people is what I remember, SEAL boy.  Like my phone number at that bar,” she replied.
    “You’re right,” he confirmed with a laugh.  “I wanted to surprise you, so I stopped by your office, and Logan, who I assume is the asshole older brother you told me about, gave me directions here.”
    A SEAL ?  To him, the man looked more like a Hell’s Angel in his white tank and well-worn leather vest.  The way this guy looked, Cade was damned surprised that Logan told him anything—especially info on where he could find Cecelia. 
    Like Delta guys though, basically SEALs peers in the Army, they were given plenty of slack in their appearance.  That way they could blend in better at a moment’s notice for a mission.  Even past the tats and chains, Cade had worked with SOF operators enough to recognize the man’s quiet tenseness, the intensity in his eyes which said it was true.  Logan probably recognized that too and was the only reason he gave him the information. 
    Well not the only reason. 
    If this man could take Cecelia off of his hands, Cade was sure Logan would thank him.  It was obvious to him that Dave did not want his sister working at Deep Six Security.
    Over Cecelia’s shoulder, their eyes met and held as the biker studied him intently.  Yep, definitely an operator.
    “Let me get my pistol and we can go.” She patted his shoulder as she stepped out of his arms.  “You want sushi tonight?  I found a good place not too far from my apartment.” 
    The man’s eyes left Cade’s and he smiled down at Cecelia again in a way that made Cade want to take that chain hanging at his waist and choke the bastard with it.  The second thing that made him want to strangle him was the realization that Cecelia made it sound like he would be staying at her apartment while he was in town. 
    “Sushi sounds great.  As long as it doesn’t come in a tin can or a plastic bag, I’ll be a happy man. I’m tired of roasted camel and MREs,” he said, and Cee Cee laughed.
    Anger and jealousy surged up to choke him as a memory of the conversation he’d overheard between Cecelia and Taylor Kincaid about the Navy SEAL she’d dated last, and how he was