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“Rafe or the computer guy?” Meghan wasn’t sure Rafe would want her passing Tex’s name around so for now, he’d just be the computer guy.
“The computer guy.”
“No, I don’t have his contact information. Rafe promised he’d call later. He’s playing basketball with his nephew.”
“How old is his nephew?”
“Same age as the twins, ten. He’s also got a niece who is eight. Awful nosy, aren’t you?”
“If he’s interested in my sister then I think I have a right to know. Looks like lots of kids at the family reunions.”
“Don’t you think you’re jumping the gun a little? I just met the guy.”
“Sweet girl, you’re living in fantasy land if you don’t see it. Your face lit right up when you read his text messages. I think I’m right on target.”
Meghan didn’t know how to answer that. It’s not like she could disagree with Lizzie, but she wasn’t ready to own up to it either. Charlie needed their focus. If a relationship with Rafe was meant to be then it would happen.
“We’ll see. Right now, my focus is on getting Charlie and his group back.”
“Agreed. But it is nice to see you thinking about something other than work, and I don’t mean Charlie.” After she finished talking, Lizzie stuck her tongue out. It was like they were five and seven again. Next, she’d say she was going to tell mom on her. Well maybe not. She had to deal with her own children now.
“Fine. Now, why don’t you check on the kids and I’m going to try to get some sleep since we just have to wait.”
“I’ll come and get you for dinner.”
“I’ll be down before that.”
Lizzie nodded as she walked out of the bedroom and pulled the door shut. Meghan put the laptop aside after checking for emails one more time. Waiting sucked donkey balls. With a yawn, she leaned back against the pillows and closed her eyes.
Chapter 9
Rafe wouldn’t admit it to Dawn, but it hadn’t been easy keeping up with Chase. The kid was a bundle of energy and after being up all night his energy stores were lower than usual. Or his age might be catching up to him, but he’d fight it off for as long as possible.
The whole Black Eagle Team was getting older. It was hard to believe that they were one of the oldest active teams. Most of them had been together since BUD/S. Jake Warner, their Master Sergeant, had picked them and managed to keep them alive through it all. When he’d added Cam Patterson a few years ago, Rafe hadn’t been sure he’d fit in. The kid was young and hot-headed but after a few months he’d settled in and become part of the team. Halo, his K-9, didn’t have his handler’s problem, he’d fit in right away. They loved that dog, and he’d saved their asses more than once.
After the game, he’d checked his phone for messages. There was still nothing from Tex or anyone else. He was getting antsy and imagined his little spitfire was probably bouncing off the walls. If he’d been in her shoes, he’d have been on a plane to Afghanistan as soon as he’d gotten the news even if it meant going AWOL. It was family and he worried she’d try to do something like it.
The bed called to him after he got out of the shower. It was tempting. Too tempting. But he needed answers and Meghan did too. He’d made her a promise and he intended to keep it.
As he pulled his t-shirt over his head the phone rang. Grabbing it, he answered without looking at the caller. “Hey, Tex. About time, bro. I was just about to call you.”
“Not Tex, but I sure as hell would like to know what information you’re waiting for from him.”
“Boss,” Shit he was in trouble now. Jake knew Tex, they all did, but he also knew he wouldn’t just call him to shoot some shit.
“It’s complicated.”
“Uncomplicate it, fast.” Fuck. This wasn’t going to go well.
“I was stuck overnight at the airport and I met a woman.”
“Why didn’t you just go home?”
“I could have, but I didn’t want to leave her alone.”
“Are you trying to compete with Murph now? Picking up women wherever you go?”
“Not even close. There was something about her. I can’t explain it.” No comment. Silence. Jake was already running scenarios in his head.
