“It’s not the size that matters. It’s what you do with it,” he said and winked at Akio who only blushed harder. “Just ask Evan’s wife.”
Evan flipped him off. “Fucker.”
Lucas sighed, a smile on his face as he shook his head. “And this is Tahir.”
Tahir grinned at Akio and said, “Nice to finally meet you.”
“You, too.”
“So, I assume we’ll be swapping stories,” Tahir said, yelping when Lucas shoved him into Mo.
“Not happening,” Lucas said and crossed his arms.
Tahir and Mo shared a look and then Mo said, “I hold him, you get the dirt?”
“Deal.”
Akio was chuckling as he watched Lucas try to keep Mo from grabbing him.
“Don’t make me shoot you,” Lucas warned, slapping Mo’s hands away.
“With what? Your invisible gun?” Tahir teased.
Mo got his arms around Lucas and made him curse as he elbowed the man in the gut to no avail.
“Alright, leave the poor guy alone,” someone said from the doorway.
Mo released Lucas and gave him a two-finger salute before heading back to his spot on the floor. Tahir grumbled under his breath as Evan dragged him back to the couch.
Akio turned to see an older man with graying hair and stubble walking toward them. He was wearing a dark suit, the top buttons of his dress shirt undone, no tie in sight. He had a feeling he knew who was responsible for him needing to take it off.
“Akio, this is my boss. Supervisory Special Agent Miguel Sanchez.”
“Hi,” he said shyly.
“It’s good to meet you, son. Thank you for what you did for Gemma and her niece. It was very brave of you,” Sanchez said, the gentle look in his eyes telling Akio that he meant it.
“It was the least I could do,” he mumbled.
Lucas’ snort had him jerking his gaze onto the man who was watching him with raised brows while Sanchez chuckled.
“I hope you give this one as many gray hairs as he’s given me,” Sanchez said with a slap to Lucas’ shoulder.
Before Akio could speak, Lucas said, “I think he’s already given me a few.”
“I promise to never hand myself over to a Yakuza boss who wants me dead?”
It was Sanchez who laughed first and when Lucas’ face split in a wide grin, Akio let a laugh loose as well.
He liked seeing how comfortable and easygoing Lucas was around his team. How protective they seemed of each other despite their teasing. He knew it would make it just a bit easier for him to watch Lucas leave for work each day.
Mo emptied the contents of a grocery bag onto the coffee table and picked up a few things, brow arched in a question as he looked their way.
“Is that chocolate?”
He was off before anyone could answer and gave a happy wiggle of his fingers as Mo handed him the chocolate bar.
He looked over his shoulder, unsurprised to find Lucas watching him with that look of utter devotion and love that he knew he would never want to be without.