Chapter 13
Two months later, New York City
You wouldn’t know they were fucked up to look at them.
Physically, Mac’s SEALs looked just like Jax’s crew down in Atlanta, their broad muscles and trim fatigues making them appear imposing. So far, Trevor had resisted the temptation to ask the stories behind the men—the reasons these twelve men had each been selected by Mac.
He stepped out of his office at the new HERO Force headquarters and onto his private terrace overlooking the New York Public Library and Bryant Park behind it. Olivia stood with her back to him, but turned at his approach and smiled. “It’s beautiful out here,” she said.
“My wife has excellent taste in real estate.” He wrapped his arms around her midsection.
They were settling into married life, spending time together in their new apartment, and getting to know New York City.
It was a whole new life from the one they were sharing before she went to France.
It was better than he could have imagined.
She leaned her head back against his shoulder. “Are you sure these men will be okay?”
“Mac believes in them, and I believe in Mac.”
“Are they all from your SEAL team?”
“No, only one. He did another tour since I saw him last, though.”
“Hmm. What about the others?”
“I’m not sure. But I trust him.” Mac had sobered up and was back to his old self, for all intents and purposes.
She sighed and twisted around to face him, wrapping her arms around his neck. “I heard from my agent. I got the part.”
“That’s great. When does it start?”
“We’re filming on location in Vancouver starting in March.”
“HERO Force should be up and running by then. Mac won’t need me here.”
“You’re sure you don’t mind coming?”
He rested his forehead on hers. “You’re the most important thing in my life. I’m not going to forget that ever again.”
She kissed him soundly on the lips. “I love you, Trevor.”
He grinned and raised his eyebrows. “I’ll bet you’re glad I ran into your car on that mountaintop.”
She hit his chest. “You’re just lucky you didn’t kill me.”
“Hey, if I were a better driver, none of this would have happened. You should be grateful I crashed into you.”
She laughed and turned back to face the skyline. “Every day, you idiot. Every stinking day.”