“A chance to work together againandpossibly find out what happened on that last op?” He rolled his lips inward with a nod. “Hell yeah, I’m in.”
That’s one.
“Well I’m down.” Lucky was the next to confirm but then, “Unless you’re going to make us wear suits.” He shot a glare in Logan’s direction. “You’re not going to make us wear suits, are you? ’Cause I do that shit five days a week now, and I’m here to tell you—”
“I’m sure we can come to an agreement on dress code, Lucky.” Logan grinned.
“Oh. Well in that case…” The other man smiled wide as he dug his phone from his pocket and slid a finger across his screen.
When his thumbs began to fly across the glassed surface, Chase said, “Dude. What the hell are you doing?”
“Emailing my boss. Aaaand…..there.” Lucky tapped the screen a few times before shoving the phone back into his pocket and grinning wide. “Notice given.”
That’s two.
“I mean, y’all know me,” Chase spoke up next. “I love being back in the great state of Texas, but…” Those crazy-blue eyes scanned the small group. “I love y’all even more.”
“Damn, brother.” Lucky glanced cover at the youngest man in the group. “I knew we all had to turn in our fins, but I didn’t realize they took your man card, too.”
Several snickers made their rounds, but Chase was too busy flipping Lucky the bird to notice. After a few more jabs of good-natured teasing, the conversation quieted back down.
“I take it that’s an affirmative from you, too?” Logan needed to hear the man say it.
Still grinning, Chase walked across the room and lifted a hand to his side. “Yeah, brother.” He swung that hand down and slapped it against Logan’s palm. “That’s definitely a yes.”
And then there was one.
“What about you, Van?” Logan asked the only man left to decide. “You in or out?”
“And there’s no pressure,” Natalie told him sincerely. “We’ll respect whatever decision you make.”
“Uh…speak for yourself,” Lucky teased before turning his focus on the last man standing. “The peer pressure’s real, Van. Time to put up or shut up.”
Rather than take the bait, Donovan’s dark eyes slid to Logan’s before finally falling on Natalie. “Hunter Garrison was one of the finest men I ever had the pleasure of serving with. So if forming this company gets us closer to getting him justice…” The man’s Adam’s apple bobbed with a hard swallow. “Damn straight, I’m in.”
“Hooyah!” An obviously pleased Chase called out.
An immediate echo of the sentiment filled Logan’s living room as every man in the room joined in. Even Van. And then…
“Okay, so first things first.” Excitement filled Lucky’s flawless face as he clapped his hands together and smiled. “We need to come up with a company name.”
“Ooh, yes!” Chase hopped on board. “And it can’t be anything lame.”
“Agreed.” Lucky nodded. “It needs to be something really cool.”
“It needs to be somethingbadass,” Archer corrected.
“Let me guess.” Lucky faced the other man. “You think we should call it Nash Security?”
“Well that would be stupid, since it won’t just be me.” Arch’s expression was deadpan. “Although we could call it B.A. Securities. You know…because it’s Bad Ass Security.”
Natalie’s petite form shook with a cute-as-fuck giggle. Over the next several minutes, Logan held her close while the troops threw out more name ideas. Some were good. Others not so much.
And then he heard…
“What about Eagle’s Nest Securities?”
Those incredible eyes of hers fell on his. Warmth spread across his chest knowing she’d remembered the story he’d shared that night on her patio. And how important that park had been to him as a kid.