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“?, ???6” Alex laughs grudgingly. “????? ???????? ???? ??????.7”
And just like that, Dzima has a lasso around Reznik, Alex—a fishing net.
“What now?” I ask them.
“Now we go back.” Alex shrugs and turns to Dzima. “We have more cognac?”
These guys have no sense of danger.
I gawk in amazement as they drag the cursing Reznik across the sand. I swear, you give them a good cause, and they can take on an army barehanded.
Half an hour later, Reznik, wrapped in a fishing net, is bobbing on a blow-up dingy attached by a rope to our boat that’s heading to Sheepshead Bay.
And I’m in my happy place next to Lu.
She smiles at me, then touches my bloodied shirt. “Jace, we need to look into that.”
Of course, Alex has superglue on his boat.
I pull the wet shirt over my head and pass the glue to Lu. “You are an artist.” I smile. “Do your best.”
She grips my wound with her fingers and squeezes it tightly as she draws a super-glue line. My pain is stuck between my teeth and in my gut and her fingers as I hold her gaze while she smiles.
“You are so…” she murmurs, gazing at me.
“What?” I whisper.
“I love you,” she says.
That’s it. That’s the right answer.
“Fuck, man…” That’s Alex.
He’s staring at my tattoos. “That”—he gives me a backward nod—“theeye tattoo?”
He’s referring to my elite sniper club eye tattoo that has a reticle instead of a pupil. How would he even know?
He cocks his brow as his eyes rise to my dog tag. He passes the helm to Misha, then pours two shots and gives me one.
“?? ??? ? ?? ???????.8” He winks and throws it back.
So do I. “What did he say?” I ask Lu.
She smiles. “Cheers to us and special forces.”
Close.
“I read a blog about you guys.” His eyes drop to my tattoo again. “Wow,” he whispers. “My respect.” Then turns his gaze to Lu. “?????? ???.9”
I melt when she cups my face and kisses my jaw, my cheeks, my eyes, and brows. Right in front of fucking everyone.
“You are amazing, Jace Reed,” she purrs.
“?????? ? ??????10,” Alex says, staring.
I brush my lips against hers, shaking my head at this little Eastern-European exchange. “What did he say?”
Lu laughs, high-fiving Alex. “A reference to a movie. Love and doves.”
