Page 65 of SEAL's Spitfire
“Yes and no. But mostly yes.” Rafe kissed her again and gently stood her on the ground. “Should we go inside and hang out for a bit with Chrissy?”
“It would be nice, but I think she’ll understand if we don’t stay,” Meghan said and waggled her eyebrows. “We can invite her to come for dinner before I leave.”
“That works for me. Where’s your bag?”
“By the front door. I’ll go grab it.”
“No, you won’t. I’ll get it and you can introduce me to Chrissy.”
Rafe had heard plenty about Meghan’s best friend and he had formed an idea of what she’d be like. He couldn’t have been more wrong. Chrissy Stillwell was the complete opposite of his spitfire—tall, short blonde hair, and big brown eyes.
“Rafe, nice to meet you finally,” Chrissy said as she shook his hand.
“It’s good to meet you as well. Thank you for bringing Meghan to Norfolk.”
Chrissy laughed. “Like I had a choice. Oh my God, she would have driven me batshit crazy if I hadn’t brought her.” When Rafe glanced at Meghan, her cheeks were tinged pink.
“What? I haven’t seen you in two months. I didn’t want to wait extra time for you to come and get me at my sister’s. This is so much better.”
It was better, and to say anything else would make him a hypocrite. “You win. But next time you make me a promise you’d better keep it.”
“Yes, big bad Navy SEAL, sir,” she answered then stuck her tongue out. Oh yeah, she was going to get it once they were alone.
Chrissy burst out laughing. “Good luck, Rafe. She’s all yours now. Call if you need me to come to the rescue.”
“Thanks, but I think we’ll be fine. She’s one little bitty spitfire and I can just pick her up and put her on a shelf if she gets out of hand,” Rafe said with a wink. The expression on Meghan’s face was priceless and he chuckled.
“Come on, trouble maker. You need to rest. Thank you again, Chrissy.”
“Anytime.” She hugged Meghan and whispered something in her ear that made her giggle. It was so good to see her laughing and smiling.
* * *
“I don’t havea lot of food in the apartment. Do you want to stop at the store on the way home?”
“I have a bag of things I picked up with Chrissy yesterday. I think we can wait. I didn’t know if you drank coffee or how you took it if you did, so I bought all of it. I need my coffee in the morning or I’m a bear.”
Rafe laughed. “A bear huh? I was thinking the same thing before I came to get you. I need my coffee in the morning too. But I wasn’t sure if you drank it.”
“If I could I’d take it by IV, but I usually add some cream and sugar. How about you?”
“Black. The stronger the better. Jake warns everyone when I make the coffee at work that it’s strong enough to wake the neighbors.”
She giggled. “Jake is in charge of your team, right?”
“Yeah. You’ll probably meet them all sometime this week.”
“Maybe we can have a small party. Invite your team and Chrissy.”
“Let’s see how you’re feeling first.”
“Rafe, I swear. I’m fine. Really. The ribs hardly hurt at all. The worst part was my face and that is better now.”
“We’ll talk about it tomorrow. Okay?”
“Yeah. I know I’m rambling. I might just be a tad bit nervous.”
“Why, sweetheart?”
