a real man compared to Cade. He had no doubt he was staring at that SEAL who she considered a real man.
Fucking Squid was about as close to a real man as— no, Cade was not going there. He was not going to indulge the jealousy that was trying to get a toehold inside of him. Who this woman dated was not his business.
Goddamn, though, why had he come back home just to put himself face-to-face with it?
Cade needed to get the situation with his sister resolved and get the hell out of here as soon as he knew she was safe. He should’ve never come back to Texas.
He’d been back two months now, and so far not a thing had happened to Ronnie. Not a death threat, or even a peep from the Sovereign Soldiers group. He didn’t wish it would happen, but he sure wouldn’t mind that situation coming to a head so he could deal with it and get on with his life knowing she was safe. He wanted to be here when the baby was born but didn’t know if he’d last another three months sitting here on his ass.
The longer he stayed, though, the more unlikely it was he’d be able to reestablish his cover ID to walk right back into his job with the agency. Domingo Blanco had disappeared too fast from Columbia, right after Tovar was assassinated and the feds moved in. Because Cade had been so firmly embedded in the cartel, with his hasty exit they would highly suspect he was an operator. Word spread fast through those organizations, and there could be a bullet with his name on it if he went back. Since the agency planned on being there for several more years taking down ancillary branches of the drug cartel, he would be useless to them.
Unless Jolly agreed to allow him to work in operations admin, or on a different mission until the Columbia job was over, Cade might have to be the mercenary he told his family he was to stay employed.
God, he wanted his life back.
It was a good life that included plenty of money from his salary, hazard pay and bounties, hot fucks with beautiful women in exotic locations all over the world, women much hotter than the little scrap of muscles and fluff that was Cecelia Logan.
That was the life he knew, where he belonged.
And that life didn’t include these emotions he had no use for, but was feeling anyway.
“Well, you have your ride , so I guess you don’t need me. Have a nice weekend,” Cade said breezily as he gathered up his weapons. He felt Cecelia’s hot gaze on him as he brushed past them and walked out the door.
CHAPTER THREE
“Your brother offered me a job,” Keegan said out of the blue, as he stroked Cee Cee’s hair while she lay in his lap and they watched a movie.
When they finished with dinner both of them were too stuffed with sushi to go riding, and Keegan said his ass was sore anyway from the long two-day ride on his bike to get to Dallas, so they decided to rent a movie. Surprised, Cee Cee leaned up to look at him in the glow from the television.
“Logan offered you a job?” She didn’t quite know how to feel about that. “Doesn’t he know you’re an active duty SEAL? Didn’t you tell him?”
“Yeah, and we got to talking. He asked when my contract was up, and I told him it’s up when I come back from leave. That’s one of the reasons I came to see you…I wanted to talk about us.”
“What us ?” Cee Cee tensed as her eyes flew to his. With the only light in the room coming from the glow of the small television, she couldn’t see the look on Keegan’s face clearly, but she could see he wasn’t smiling. He was serious, and that worried her. Turning a little more toward him, she put her hand on his shoulder.
“Keeg, we decided we were better off as friends with benefits, didn’t we?”
“We did…” His eyebrows crashed down over his eyes, as his arm tightened around her hips. “But that was because you were always on the move, and I was always being called up for—um—training