“About as well as you’d expect. He can’t provide support, but then we knew that. He may have a connection to work—no promises. He’ll probably also take his pound of flesh out of your ass when this is all over. You know that, right?”
“Yeah, I know.”
The colonel was a hard man, a scary man in many ways, but there was no doubt he cared about his men. When Ice had been on the run with Grace Campbell, Mendez had put everything he had into helping them reach safety. And then when Gina was kidnapped and Hawk had nearly been killed, he’d sent the team into action to extract Gina and her son even though the mission would take place in the fancy neighborhoods of Northwest DC.
Again and again, Mendez did what it took in support of his warriors. Chase admired that about his colonel—though he also wasn’t looking forward to the ass-chewing he was very likely going to get when this situation was over.
“Got some clothes for you both,” Hawk said, handing over a hanging bag. “There’s a carry-on in the car with a couple of days’ worth too.”
“Sophie needs shoes,” Chase said. “Hers are ruined.”
Dex held up a bag. “Right here.”
Chase took everything and laid it on the table. Hawk came forward and pulled an envelope from his jacket. He dropped it on the table as well.
“Passports, plane tickets, and a short-term rental apartment a few blocks from the Eiffel Tower where Mr. and Mrs. Nathan Chandler will be spending their honeymoon. Oh, and plain gold rings to complete the illusion.”
Chase picked up the envelope and opened it. He didn’t like having to play mister and missus with Sophie, but he was grateful that Hawk had thought of an apartment rather than a hotel. It would make sleeping in separate beds a whole lot easier. And after this morning and the raging hard-on he’d had, sleeping in separate beds was a very good idea.
“There’s some cash and a couple of credit cards too.”
“Thanks, man.”
If this were a HOT mission, he’d expect this kind of thing. But it was personal, and his guys were right there with him, giving him everything he needed.
“We called the team,” Dex said. “Everyone’s out of town, but they’re on standby if needed. They wanted to come back, but we told them not to.”
Chase’s throat constricted. “Why aren’t you somewhere, dude? It’s R & R.”
Dex shrugged, though the corners of his mouth tightened for a second. “Nowhere I wanted to go. Besides, this is more fun.”
He grinned and Chase shook his head. “Adrenaline junkie.”
“And you aren’t? Hell, we all are.”
“Yeah, that’s the truth.”
The door to the bedroom opened and Sophie came out. She was wearing her clothes from last night, though she was shoeless. She hadn’t put on her jacket and the tank top molded to her, showcasing her fabulous rack and impressive cleavage. She stopped, her gaze going to his.
Fuck, those were some gorgeous eyes.
Her hair was loose and curly, and he found himself wanting to spear his fingers into it to see if it was as soft as it looked. Wanting to see if her lips were as soft as they looked.
“Whoa,” Dex said, and Chase glanced over at him. He was currently staring at Sophie with his eyes bugged out.
For some reason, that raised Chase’s hackles. A fierce wave of possession slammed through him. It was all he could do not to go over and shove Sophie behind him, hiding her from Dex’s gaze.
“Hi,” she said in that sweet voice of hers, and Chase felt a knot form in his gut.
Dex strode over and put his hand out. Sophie took it and smiled.
“I’m Dex Davidson,” he said, his voice pitched low and filled with intent.
“I’m Sophie,” she replied. She shot a look at Chase, and he gritted his teeth and smiled as she turned back to Dex. “Nice to meet you, Dex.”
Her voice was all breathy sexiness, and Chase thought for a minute he wasn’t going to be able to suck in any air. If he toppled over right here, what would they
“Yeah, I know.”
The colonel was a hard man, a scary man in many ways, but there was no doubt he cared about his men. When Ice had been on the run with Grace Campbell, Mendez had put everything he had into helping them reach safety. And then when Gina was kidnapped and Hawk had nearly been killed, he’d sent the team into action to extract Gina and her son even though the mission would take place in the fancy neighborhoods of Northwest DC.
Again and again, Mendez did what it took in support of his warriors. Chase admired that about his colonel—though he also wasn’t looking forward to the ass-chewing he was very likely going to get when this situation was over.
“Got some clothes for you both,” Hawk said, handing over a hanging bag. “There’s a carry-on in the car with a couple of days’ worth too.”
“Sophie needs shoes,” Chase said. “Hers are ruined.”
Dex held up a bag. “Right here.”
Chase took everything and laid it on the table. Hawk came forward and pulled an envelope from his jacket. He dropped it on the table as well.
“Passports, plane tickets, and a short-term rental apartment a few blocks from the Eiffel Tower where Mr. and Mrs. Nathan Chandler will be spending their honeymoon. Oh, and plain gold rings to complete the illusion.”
Chase picked up the envelope and opened it. He didn’t like having to play mister and missus with Sophie, but he was grateful that Hawk had thought of an apartment rather than a hotel. It would make sleeping in separate beds a whole lot easier. And after this morning and the raging hard-on he’d had, sleeping in separate beds was a very good idea.
“There’s some cash and a couple of credit cards too.”
“Thanks, man.”
If this were a HOT mission, he’d expect this kind of thing. But it was personal, and his guys were right there with him, giving him everything he needed.
“We called the team,” Dex said. “Everyone’s out of town, but they’re on standby if needed. They wanted to come back, but we told them not to.”
Chase’s throat constricted. “Why aren’t you somewhere, dude? It’s R & R.”
Dex shrugged, though the corners of his mouth tightened for a second. “Nowhere I wanted to go. Besides, this is more fun.”
He grinned and Chase shook his head. “Adrenaline junkie.”
“And you aren’t? Hell, we all are.”
“Yeah, that’s the truth.”
The door to the bedroom opened and Sophie came out. She was wearing her clothes from last night, though she was shoeless. She hadn’t put on her jacket and the tank top molded to her, showcasing her fabulous rack and impressive cleavage. She stopped, her gaze going to his.
Fuck, those were some gorgeous eyes.
Her hair was loose and curly, and he found himself wanting to spear his fingers into it to see if it was as soft as it looked. Wanting to see if her lips were as soft as they looked.
“Whoa,” Dex said, and Chase glanced over at him. He was currently staring at Sophie with his eyes bugged out.
For some reason, that raised Chase’s hackles. A fierce wave of possession slammed through him. It was all he could do not to go over and shove Sophie behind him, hiding her from Dex’s gaze.
“Hi,” she said in that sweet voice of hers, and Chase felt a knot form in his gut.
Dex strode over and put his hand out. Sophie took it and smiled.
“I’m Dex Davidson,” he said, his voice pitched low and filled with intent.
“I’m Sophie,” she replied. She shot a look at Chase, and he gritted his teeth and smiled as she turned back to Dex. “Nice to meet you, Dex.”
Her voice was all breathy sexiness, and Chase thought for a minute he wasn’t going to be able to suck in any air. If he toppled over right here, what would they
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