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“Thank you, Sergeants MacArthur and Owen.” She nodded to both of them.
“If you are going to be here for a while, you might as well call me Mac,” Mac replied gruffly.
“And I’m just Dec or Declan.” Declan chuckled. “Calling us sergeants is too formal.”
Roxxy faced Myles, who was still studying her. A tremor slid down her back from his intense gaze that had nothing to do with the slight chill in the air.
“You can handle a gun, right?” Myles’s gaze dropped down to her firearm.
His lips curved up into a smirk that almost had her stepping forward and whacking him on the arm. Instead, she glared at him and had to bite her lip to keep from saying anything unprofessional and certainly unladylike.
“Watch me, Officer Burton. The barn is where I can grab what I need, right?” she asked, haughtily pointing at the building.
Once he nodded, she turned on her heel and stormed away.
Myles Burton didn’t know who he’d just pissed off.
Could she handle a gun?
Roxxy released a snort and marched her way toward the barn.
“She’s pissed at you.” Dec chuckled, slapping Myles on the back.
“What did I say?” Myles turned around, completely clueless. He’d asked an appropriate question. Just because she had a weapon on her didn’t mean anything. He never wanted to assume someone was capable of handling a firearm. There were plenty of women and men who walked around with guns but didn’t know how to safely use them.
“If looks could kill, you’d be pushing up daisies.” Mac shook his head.
“Was I wrong for asking her?” Myles folded his arms against his chest.
“She’s with the company which is to audit us and advise where we are lacking. I’m betting she can shoot the pants off any of the recruits.” Declan waved to the men exiting the barn.
“Hell, I’d be willing to bet she’d a better shot than Myles.” Mac grinned.
“Now that’s something I’ll wager—”
“Hey.” Myles held his hand up. What the fuck? Shoot better than him? Did they all forget who he was? He had been a fucking sniper in the Army. During missions for SWAT, if they needed a target taken out from a distance, it was him who was the go-to person for it. “First of all, she may be able to shoot better than the recruits, but I’m sure as hell putting my money on her shooting better than you two Navy boys.”
Dec and Mac turned to Myles. Their smiles disappeared. Yup, this Army soldier would be down to bet against his sergeants.
“What’s going on over here?” Brodie jogged over and joined them.
Myles turned to his fellow teammate, who was also a proud Army man. Brodie had served and did two tours before his discharge. He was the youngest member of their team, having joined a few years ago. Myles had immediately taken him under his wing once he’d learned Brodie had served in the Army.
Army men stuck together.
“I think your teammate here was about to put his foot in his mouth,” Mac warned. The corners of his mouth edged up, and his eyes narrowed on Myles.
Both he and Declan adjusted their stance, facing Myles and Brodie.
“Not at all. See here, Brodie.” Myles put his arm around Brodie’s shoulder and laughed. “These two Navy men think that just because they are our superiors, we wouldn’t want to wage a little bet.”
“Is that so.” Brodie rubbed his hands together. “What are we betting on?”
Myles grinned. “You know the woman who is observing us?”
“How could I not?” Brodie gave a long, low whistle. “She’s a fox. All the guys have been talking about her since she arrived.”
Myles bit back a growl. All the guys?
