Page 179 of Resurgent

“Or I could run down? Parking might be easier with my motorcycle than your truck on such a busy night.”

“It could…but then it’s going to draw much more attention if you walk in there than if I do.”

“You’re hardly possible to miss.”

“Thank you,” he beams, knowing damn well I didn’t mean it as a compliment. “But it’ll draw far less attention when a recruit walks into the bar that’s filled with recruits than if the brooding Captain Korr walks in.”

I fucking hate that he’s right.

“Fine,” I grumble, as his stupid face smiles back at me.

Matt reaches the door, then looks back. “Need anything else?”

“No.”

“You sure?”

“Yes, Reyes. We’re in my house; what else could I need?”

He pauses.

“Maybe an update that she’s ok?”

“Of course she’s ok, Reyes. We both know she can take care of herself.”