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“Good genes,” he said, smiling.
I swept my gaze down his form before returning it to his face. “Are you steady on your feet? Any dizziness?”
He shook his head. “No more dizziness. I feel great this morning. I don’t even think I’m gonna need pain meds.” I breathed out another sigh of relief. “I do need one thing, though.”
“What?”
“Apotof coffee.”
I chuckled, hooking my elbow in his as he started moving down the hall. “A whole pot?”
“That’s what I said.”
We stepped into the living room and headed toward the dining room. “Max and Leo are here. Go sit with the others. I’ll grab your coffee.”
“Thanks, Raven.”
I was back at his side a minute later with a chocolate croissant and a huge mug of black coffee. He was sitting at the dining room table with the agents. I slid into the chair next to him, setting his breakfast down. He smiled at me and lifted the coffee to his mouth, drinking several gulps as the agents watched.
“You look a hell of a lot better this morning,” Kindness remarked.
“I agree. Not green around the gills anymore,” Beth added.
“I feel a lot better,” he said. “Didn’t even take any painkillers. It’s amazing what a few nights of sleep will do for a bad concussion.”
“Been there myself,” Max said.
Miguel nodded sagely, sharing the common Marine Corps bond with so many of these agents. I knew it made him feel better when he was reminded of it.
“You said something about calling Snow when Miguel woke up,” I said.
Miguel raised his eyebrows at me. “Kindness just did that.”
“He and Mac will be here with Cassidy and Mike in a few minutes,” she said, as she jumped up from the table. “I’m going to grab one of those croissants before McCallahan gets here. That giant of a man eats more than ten men combined.”
I chuckled as several of the others jumped up and headed for the kitchen. Only Leo remained in the room with us. I decided to make small talk since it was clear that no one was saying anything about whatever prompted a big meeting until everyone was in one room.
“How long have you and Max been married?”
Leo traced over the silver band he wore on his left ring finger as he smiled. “We got married in Vegas a year and a half ago.”
“Vegas? That must’ve been fun.”
“Our next-door neighbor and his boyfriend are drag queens, so they planned a bachelor party in Vegas.” He shook his head, remembering. “It would have been a total clusterfuck if the mountain lion would have eaten us.”
My eyes widened. “What?”
“And then the militia showed up,” he said with a grin.
My eyes widened. “Militia?”
“It’s kind of a long story so we’ll tell you all about it the next time we get together,” Leo said with a grin. “Anyway, we exchanged our vows and…voila, here we are, old married men.”
“That’s so romantic,” I said, looking over at Miguel. “When Miguel and I are done with this crap, we’re taking a trip ourselves.”
“Oh? Where to?”
“We’re taking my nana to Arizona to see the medicine man.”