Kade – Butler Ranch Book 5 By Heather Slade


Kade
Butler Ranch Book 5
By
Heather Slade

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AN ALTERED MISSION.

Her mission was clear: go undercover to infiltrate a Russian organization. But when the MI6 agent discovers that two former CIA operatives are being held captive, rescuing them becomes paramount for her.

A PERSONAL VENDETTA.

Grateful for the rescue, he has one goal: kill the enemy who threatens his family. Obtaining the confidential files people are dying for is secondary.

A JOINT ENDEAVOR.

With both the CIA and MI6 after the hidden documents, the two must team up to uncover the truth. While working together, desire ignites and danger intensifies. Suddenly, they are torn between passion and duty. Each with a mission to complete and a heart to protect, will they be forced to make the ultimate sacrifice for their careers?

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At the end of Mercer the ultimate surprise comes in the form of Kade. He’s not dead and he has a lot of explaining to do. Especially to his daughter.

Finally understanding the ‘Kade’ sightings in the previous books, to the explanation of Lena’s involvement beyond being Kade’s ex-wife and Quinn’s mother.

Now the goal is to keep his family safe and resolve the issue of the missing documents. Merrigan ‘Fatale’ has joined them here in the US to assist in that goal.

Of course there’s going to be issues before the rest can be accomplished. The first happens even before Lena arrives.

This is a favorite scene.

When she heard the knock on the door, Merrigan knew Kade stood on the opposite side of it. She squared her shoulders and yanked it open, ready to give him a piece of her mind.

He crossed the threshold and lifted her in his arms before she was able to say as much as hello. His mouth came down hard on hers, as his tongue demanded entry. When he put his hands on her bottom and lifted her body, she clung to him.

This is what she’d fantasized about since they parted ways in Moscow, after the scorching kiss they’d shared.

When he carried her over to the bed and was about to trap her body under his, Merrigan came to her senses and rolled out from under him.

“What in the hell do you think you’re doing?” she spat at him, wiping his taste from her lips with the back of her hand.

Kade followed her until he had her cornered in the room. “Picking up where we left off,” he murmured, and then covered her lips with his again.

“Stop this,” she said, pushing against him.

Instead of letting her go, Kade barricaded her between the wall and his body. He dipped his head until he found his target and kissed her again. It wasn’t just her lips he kissed either. His tongue trailed down her neck, as his left hand sneaked under her sweater and his fingers toyed with her nipple.

It was as though her body had a mind of its own and refused to listen to her brain telling it to get away from him. Finally, she found the single word she knew would bring this seduction to a screeching halt.

“Barbie,” she murmured when he took a breath.

“She won’t be here until tomorrow.”

Merrigan pushed at Kade with all her might, catching him off guard long enough to slip under his arm. “You bastard,” she screeched at him. “How dare you?”

Kade held up his hands but stalked toward her. She didn’t have much space to get away from him in the small room, but if she could maneuver herself closer to the door, maybe she could run out, get in her car, and leave before he realized what was happening.

Unfortunately, he was as quick or quicker than she was. He scooped her up and set her on the edge of the bed, pinning her with his body.

“Explain,” he bellowed. “Right now.”

“I’m not sure what kind of women you’re used to, Doc, but I am not one of them.”

“Are you telling me you don’t want this?”

His lips were close enough that he could easily kiss her again, and if he did, she doubted she’d be able to maintain her resolve.

“That’s exactly what I’m telling you,” she said, refusing to look at him.

His grip loosened but not enough that she could slip away from him again. “What does this have to do with Barbie?”

Oh. My. God,” she roared. “It has everything to do with her. Kade, have you no respect for her, or me, or any other woman? How could I have misjudged you so completely?”

He let go and stood, walking over to the table by the window. He pulled out one of the chairs and turned it so he was facing her. “Let’s start over,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. “Do you even know who Barbie is?”

“Of course I do.”

“Tell me.”

“Don’t be daft. I’m in no mood for games.”

“Neither am I. Now, tell me who Barbie is.”

“For Christ’s sake. She’s your bloody wife.”

His face softened, and Merrigan thought maybe she’d even seen him smile. “She’s my bloody ex-wife. We’ve been divorced for almost fifteen years.”

“But…”

Kade raised an eyebrow and waited for her to continue; when she didn’t, he spoke. “Where did you get the idea she was still my wife?”

She thought hard about Paps’ words earlier. Had she somehow misheard him? Had he said ex-wife, but instead she’d heard wife? “I must’ve misunderstood,” she murmured, meeting his eyes.

When she stood, so did he.

“Come here,” he said, even though she was close enough that he could’ve easily pulled her into his arms.

letting him see how much thinking he was married had affected her. They’d shared one kiss before today. Just one. It didn’t matter that it had curled her toes and set her body aflame. One kiss, no matter how incendiary, did not give her license to be jealous.

His gaze rested on her still unopened suitcase, and instead of moving closer to her, he picked it up and turned in the direction of the door.

“Where do you think you’re going with that?”

“There’s somewhere I want to take you.”

“If it requires a different attire, I can change here. We don’t need my entire trunk.”

“I’m taking you to my family’s ranch. You can stay there.”

She folded her arms. “I’m perfectly comfortable here.”

Kade looked about the small room and shook his head. “I’m not.” He walked out the door, carrying her bag with him. “Let’s go,” he said behind him.

“Kade, I—”

He dropped her trunk where he stood and stalked back over to her, grasping her neck with one hand and her waist with the other as his lips came crashing down on hers. His tongue wound its way through her parted lips, and his fingers dug into the flesh of her hip. She whimpered when he pressed his body to hers and she felt his hardness.

He pulled back enough that he could look into her eyes, but his body remained flush with hers.

“I haven’t seen my family for two years. Most of them believed I was dead. I’ve seen my daughter, actually held her, looked into her eyes, and spoke to her for the first time in fourteen years, and yet, you are all I can think about. My mother is hosting a family dinner tonight, and if I have any hope of being present with the people who mean more to me than anything else in this world, I need you by my side. Do you understand, Merrigan? Don’t make me beg you to come with me. Come with me because you want to.”

She took a deep breath and studied him. “Okay.”

He sighed. “Thank you.”
Slade, Heather. Kade (Butler Ranch Book 5) (pp. 34-39). Sparrow Publishing. Kindle Edition.

As the family reunites, Leech, Lina’s father and Quinn’s grandfather takes a turn for the worse. Kade has to convince Merrigan to join them at the hospital in Germany, something she isn’t sure she wants to do. Meeting Kade’s ex-wife is not in her plans and it is definitely a complex situation.

So many complications, so much intricately woven suspense, lots of sizzling heat and much more!

I loved the way Heather took this series from the sabotage of the vineyards to a complicated tale of international suspense. All leading into to her K19 series, which I am already reading.

5 Contented Purrs for Heather!

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Heather Slade

My books are filled with things that bring me joy: music, wine, skiing, families, artists, and cowboys. Not always in that order.

I’m an Amazon best-selling author, and a PAN member of Romance Writers of America. I speak, teach, blog, am an executive sommelier, and all-around entrepreneur.

I grew up an east coast girl, and then spent half my life on the west coast. Now my husband, our two boys, and I happily call Colorado home.

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