Bluegrass Undercover (Bluegrass Brothers)

got arrested for trespassing. She picked the M11 off of the wall where it was hanging and tested its weight and balance.
    “Oh, you are one handsome guy,” she cooed to it.
    “Why thank you.” The voice slid over her. She jumped, swinging the gun around and pointing it at her target.
    “You do know it’s not loaded, right Red?”
    “What are you doing here?!” Annie accusingly asked him.
    “I live here. What are you doing here?”
    She heard the laughter in his voice and lowered the gun. Yeah, that’s right . She was the one breaking and entering.
    “You don’t seem surprised to see me. How long have you been here?” Was he here the whole time she was drooling over his guns?
    “Marshall called me from the Café and asked how I felt about getting married in April.”
    Annie groaned and desperately wanted to hit the light switch and hide under the large wood table in the middle of the gun room.
    “I said I thought it would be lovely, but apparently my bride is in a rush and wants to get married in January.”
    Annie eyed the rounds for the M11 on the shelf and contemplated ending this before she died of embarrassment.
     
    Cade only felt kind of bad for her. He was having way too much fun embarrassing her though to take pity on her. He had been halfway home when Marshall called, wanting to know all the details of their hot night together and telling him Mom was expecting him to bring Annie home for dinner on Sunday.
    He had found his house still dark when he drove up and her car empty. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what she was up to. He had quietly come in the house from the back door and found the faint glow from his arms room spilling out into his office. When he looked in the door, there was his dog, sound asleep at her feet. Annie was holding his favorite gun and practically worshiping it with her hands.
    “If you keep touching my gun like that, I ’m going to be jealous.” His voice came out a little rougher than normal but her skilled fingers manipulating his gun was making him think of her using those fingers for something else. He was having a very hard time remembering he didn’t want a January wedding.
    Annie practically threw the gun back onto the wall and he had to laugh. She was so jumpy that he bet he wasn’t the only one affected. “So, you like what you see, Agent Blake?” With a small wave of his arm he indicated his gun room.
    He could see the momentary shock on her face when she realized he knew who she was, but she recovered quickly enough. He watched as she wiped her tiny hands on her jeans and then as she slowly raised her green eyes to meet his. When he looked into her eyes, he felt transported to pastures during springtime with the multiple shades of green fighting for dominance.
    “I would ask you how you know who I am, but after looking around your house, I think there is a lot to you and your military record that was left out of the database.” Cade smiled and rocked back on his heels. “You could say that.”

Chapter Eight
     
    Cade held the door to the gun room open for Annie. She walked into his office and leaned her hip against his old desk while he shut and locked the door. He had to look twice for the hidden panel to get the key out of in order to lock the door. Annie just looked so sexy in those tight jeans and simple white v-neck t-shirt that seemed to cling perfectly to her breasts, her hair haphazardly pulled back into a ponytail. It was driving him crazy!
    Annie waited for him to finish hiding the key before asking him about his kidnapping. “So, what was amateur hour about?”
    “Actually, I was getting ready to come find you to talk about just that. I think I need your help.”
    “Did the big bad goons scare you?” she teased.
    “Ha! At first I had to go against my instinct to fight, but when I realized they were completely incompetent I had to fight from laughing. They tied loose knots and couldn’t even put on a blindfold. Good news, I know exactly where the home base is. They took me into Lexington to the Iron Club and Spa where I got to meet Trevor Gaylen.”
    “Great. I will pass this information along to my bosses and we can get some surveillance set up. Good work, Davies. Do you think this Trevor guy is the boss?”
    “No.” Cade shook his head. “He’s a thug in a suit brought over from Scotland.”
    Annie looked at him and he could see the question in her eyes, “Then what did he want?”
    “He wants me to send the best