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and garlic bread. Comfort food and a common food before we take off on trips. Why is always beyond me, but I think it has more to do with cleaning up the meat in the fridge and making something simple and easy.
As we go through dinner, both Dex and Raine seem to have forgotten what it is that happened before I walked in the door and I envy that type of relationship. The ability to let things slide off your chest and move on with someone.
Fuck envying that kind of relationship, I envy a relationship, period. I do my best to not let that part of me show. I’ve done a great job of holding it in so far, I don’t need to let it out now.
TWELVE
“YOU MUST BE Beck?” one of the guys meeting us at the airport says as he approaches me. He’s dressed in a suit, but it is obvious that he’s one of Derek’s security guys.
“I am, and you are?”
“I’m Sean. Mr. Hunter’s head of security.”
“Great to meet you, Sean.” Sean is tall, well built, slightly darker skin complexion with pitch black short hair and muscles that rival Mills’. Judging by his stance, he’s ex-military too.
“Likewise. Mills speaks very highly of you.”
I can’t hide the quizzical look I give him as I wonder how he knows Mills. “You know Mills?”
“I do. We’ve worked together in the past. We were on the same MARSOC team.”
“So how’d you end up in this gig?”
He gives me a very poignant look. “Who do you think?”
I snort. “Yeah, he has a way of doing that.”
“He does. So, I understand you’re on these two?” He points to Dex and Raine as they’re getting their luggage loaded into one of the three town cars parked near the plane.
“I am. Dex and Raine.”
“Great, if you want to ride with me, I’ll go over some of our rules, some of what we do around the house and for Derek and give you a little bit of a rundown of what’s happening over the next couple of weeks.”
“Sounds great,” I tell him and go back to getting my stuff off the plane. When my gun case comes off, I unlock it and strap up.
“Impressive,” Sean says as I strap on my ankle holster.
“Thanks,” I think.
“These two really that much trouble?” he snickers.
I snort. “God no, though it’s never them I worry about.”
“Well said. Can I help with your stuff?”
“Absolutely. Thanks.”
Sean and I load up my stuff while the other two men I’d seen when I got off the plane load up bags and then get into the car with Dex and Raine, leaving me and Sean alone and climbing into another car. “What’s the third car for?”
“Not sure, not ours. We checked it when we got here. It’s locked up. I sent the plate back to my guy at the house. He came back with another owner who operates from this airfield, so we let it go.
“Gotcha.”
“Hop in,” he tells me and I climb into the passenger seat.
He climbs in after me, throwing the running car into drive as we follow Dex’s car out of the airfield, through the security gate and on to the open country road.
“The two guys in there with them are the best in the business, fully vetted. You can relax a little, big man,” he tells me.
“Sorry, it’s habit.”
“Never apologize, not around me. I’d be more concerned if you weren’t worried.”
“Thanks,” I mutter.
He starts into some detail about the house. The information he gives me isn’t pertinent to just anyone and I remind myself to give Mills a text, to thank him for helping ease Sean into me. Oftentimes joining forces can be a pissing party between the two teams. Usually resentment from the stationed team having the inconvenience of someone else to look after. I guess Mills made a point to tell him that I could stand on my own two feet.
“We have a series of parties going on at the house. The first one is tomorrow night, though it’s a party I’ve been asked to let you loose on.”
“Why’s that?”
As we go through dinner, both Dex and Raine seem to have forgotten what it is that happened before I walked in the door and I envy that type of relationship. The ability to let things slide off your chest and move on with someone.
Fuck envying that kind of relationship, I envy a relationship, period. I do my best to not let that part of me show. I’ve done a great job of holding it in so far, I don’t need to let it out now.
TWELVE
“YOU MUST BE Beck?” one of the guys meeting us at the airport says as he approaches me. He’s dressed in a suit, but it is obvious that he’s one of Derek’s security guys.
“I am, and you are?”
“I’m Sean. Mr. Hunter’s head of security.”
“Great to meet you, Sean.” Sean is tall, well built, slightly darker skin complexion with pitch black short hair and muscles that rival Mills’. Judging by his stance, he’s ex-military too.
“Likewise. Mills speaks very highly of you.”
I can’t hide the quizzical look I give him as I wonder how he knows Mills. “You know Mills?”
“I do. We’ve worked together in the past. We were on the same MARSOC team.”
“So how’d you end up in this gig?”
He gives me a very poignant look. “Who do you think?”
I snort. “Yeah, he has a way of doing that.”
“He does. So, I understand you’re on these two?” He points to Dex and Raine as they’re getting their luggage loaded into one of the three town cars parked near the plane.
“I am. Dex and Raine.”
“Great, if you want to ride with me, I’ll go over some of our rules, some of what we do around the house and for Derek and give you a little bit of a rundown of what’s happening over the next couple of weeks.”
“Sounds great,” I tell him and go back to getting my stuff off the plane. When my gun case comes off, I unlock it and strap up.
“Impressive,” Sean says as I strap on my ankle holster.
“Thanks,” I think.
“These two really that much trouble?” he snickers.
I snort. “God no, though it’s never them I worry about.”
“Well said. Can I help with your stuff?”
“Absolutely. Thanks.”
Sean and I load up my stuff while the other two men I’d seen when I got off the plane load up bags and then get into the car with Dex and Raine, leaving me and Sean alone and climbing into another car. “What’s the third car for?”
“Not sure, not ours. We checked it when we got here. It’s locked up. I sent the plate back to my guy at the house. He came back with another owner who operates from this airfield, so we let it go.
“Gotcha.”
“Hop in,” he tells me and I climb into the passenger seat.
He climbs in after me, throwing the running car into drive as we follow Dex’s car out of the airfield, through the security gate and on to the open country road.
“The two guys in there with them are the best in the business, fully vetted. You can relax a little, big man,” he tells me.
“Sorry, it’s habit.”
“Never apologize, not around me. I’d be more concerned if you weren’t worried.”
“Thanks,” I mutter.
He starts into some detail about the house. The information he gives me isn’t pertinent to just anyone and I remind myself to give Mills a text, to thank him for helping ease Sean into me. Oftentimes joining forces can be a pissing party between the two teams. Usually resentment from the stationed team having the inconvenience of someone else to look after. I guess Mills made a point to tell him that I could stand on my own two feet.
“We have a series of parties going on at the house. The first one is tomorrow night, though it’s a party I’ve been asked to let you loose on.”
“Why’s that?”
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