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It’s something I’ve started noticing about her recently. She’s dressing more “adult”. Not that I give a shit what she wears, and I personally think she looksfantasticin her usual go-to of cutoff shorts and an old rock t-shirt. But there’s a classy elegance that radiates off her now that she’s started dressing more like someone in their twenties than someone in their teens.
I’ve already told her about Jeremy coming over, obviously, since that’s what a considerate husband does. So when she spots us outside, she gives us a wave and flashes a big smile as she walks over and slides open the glass door.
“Hi!” she beams at Jeremy.
There’s no one to put on an act for here. We don’t need to “sell” anything.
But still, she walks right over to me, cups my jaw, and leans down to kiss me softly.
Jeremy whistles.
“Well, shit. And who might you be?”
She blushes, rolling her eyes. “The wife. You?”
He chuckles. “The obnoxious old army buddy crashing your dinner date night.”
He starts to stand, but Callie stops him as she notices his cane.
“Please don’t get up.” She walks over and shakes his hand. “And you’re not crashing anything.” She turns to eye the pizza sitting on the table between us hungrily. “I’m going to grab a beer. You guys need another round?”
“Wouldn’t say no to that,” Jeremy grins.
Callie slips back inside, turning to wink at me before waltzing over to the kitchen.
Jeremy sighs, shaking his head as he grins at me. “Well, the apartment might not be yours. But that?” He whistles. “Thatclearlyis.” He smiles, raising a brow. “Congrats, brother. I’m happy for you.”
“Thank you. It’s…” I tip my head back and forth. “It’s not quite what you think—”
“Massimo Carveli…the Drakos family blood-marker…” He snorts. “C’mon, dipshit. Like I don’t know the backstory here. I’m a fucking professional spy, remember?”
“Does the CIA know you’re using agency resources to pry into the personal life of an old friend?”
“Yeah, I think they’d be more concerned about my ex-girlfriends that I stalk.”
I chuckle as he grins. Callie steps back out with three beers as Jeremy winces and creaks to his feet with help from his cane.
“You got a bathroom I could use?”
“Yeah, through the bedroom. Handicap stall is at the end.”
“Asshat,” he grins at me as he heads inside.
Callie comes over to sit on my knee.
“He seems nice. How long did you guys serve together?”
I shake my head. “Pretty much the whole time I was a Ranger. Jeremy was like a big brother to me when I was a newbie. We were in the same unit together along with three other good friends.”
“Was Loraine’s husband part of—”
“Callie.”
She bites her lip, frowning. “Sorry, I—”
“Don’t be,” I murmur quietly, leaning in to kiss her softly. “I just don’t want to talk about it, that’s all.”
She nods. “Okay. If you ever change your mind, though…” she shrugs.
