Secrets Collide (Bluegrass Brothers)

they’re kinda mad at you. And your girlfriend, whom you just figured out you’re in love with, thinks we’re having an affair.”
    “Yep. That about wraps it up.”
    “Well, that’s easy. Just go talk to them while Gemma sleeps it off. If they’re as great as you’ve said, they’ll understand and help you with this transition. Sometimes just talking helps. Or so says my therapist of ten years.” Taylor gave him a nudge and Cy realized she was right.
    He’d wanted to be like his brothers. Wanted to prove he was tough enough to handle undercover work and just bounce right back to who he was before, but that person didn’t exist anymore. A new Cy Davies did; he just needed to discover him. The door to the café opened and Trey Everett walked out. He saw the open curiosity on Taylor’s face and grinned. Maybe he wasn’t the only one discovering who they were. “Trey,” Cy called out.
    “Yes, sir?” Trey stopped and politely took off his Vanderbilt football cap.
    “Trey Everett, meet Taylor Jefferies. Taylor, this is Trey.”
    “It’s nice to meet you,” they both said at the same time and then blushed.
    “Trey, would you mind doing me a favor?”
    “Of course, sir. What is it?”
    “I need some time to talk with my family. Could you spare an hour or so and show Taylor around Keeneston?”
    “I’d be happy to. I can drop Miss Jefferies off at the bed-and-breakfast before practice.”
    “Practice?” Taylor asked as she stood up.
    “Yes, I play football. I’m working out this summer with some coaches. I just transferred to Vanderbilt.”
    “Vanderbilt? I’m starting my freshman year there. It’s so wonderful to meet someone who’s going to the same college. And you’re already a sophomore? What is college like? Tell me all about it.” Taylor hit him with rapid-fire questions as the two started walking down the street. Well, at least he did something right today.
     
    Cy hugged his mother as his father stood proudly by. Paige even managed to give him a little smile. He had sat the family down, all except Cade, and told them the trouble he was having adapting. He felt stuck between L.A.'s Cy Davidson and Keeneston's Cy Davies. Surprisingly, he was the last to know. Everyone had already figured it out. It was why his brothers were taking him around the farm and showing him what they had done. Not as an example of what he missed, but to remind him of what he was returning to.
    “We love you and we’re very proud of you,” his mother said sweetly before letting him go.
    “I don’t know if it helps, but I had trouble readjusting to civilian life, too. Why don’t you come with Bill and me on some visits to the hospital? He’s a great therapy dog. I think you’ll like it.”
    “Thanks, Miles. That means a lot. Let me know next time you go and I’ll tag along.” Cy’s attention was drawn to the door as Cade came hurrying in.
    “You have a cell phone for a reason,” Cade yelled impatiently. “I found something. Hey, where’s Gemma?”
    “At Miss Lily’s. I’m surprised Annie didn’t call you since she almost shot me earlier,” Cy informed him. When Cade grimaced at his own cell phone, Cy just smirked.
    “I’ll ignore that. What did you do?”
    “She may have misinterpreted a zealous hug from a friend,” Cy hedged.
    “From Taylor Jefferies to be specific.” Paige smiled as she happily filled in the blanks.
    “I can’t wait to hear the details, but now’s the time for you to kiss and make up. I found a thread, but now I need to figure out how to pull on it. It’s a company name. Happens to be the same company name that rented the house Mr. Goatee Man was staying at.”
    “That’s fantastic. What’s the problem?” Cy asked as he stopped to kiss his mother and sister goodbye.
    “It’s a legal game of hide and seek. There’re so many shell corporations and different names of officers that I’m having trouble finding a real lead,” Cade told him.
    “What about asking Henry and Neely Grace if they can help. As much as you get distracted by the shiny suits, Henry’s pretty smart. And from what I’ve heard about Neely Grace, she puts him to shame.”
    “Good idea. I’ll talk to them while you’re begging Gemma to believe you,” Cade chuckled.
     
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    He paced the large office at his newest home in Kentucky. He had homes all over the world, but never one in such a small, out-of-the-way place like this. The quiet was getting to him. He