Page 47 of Legacy's Destiny

She narrowed her eyes but relented with a shrug. “Significant other, huh? I guess that’s better than boyfriend, isn’t it, Sparky?”

Ronan’s laughter erupted across the comms. “Sparky? Oh, please tell me where that came from.”

Before Echo could answer, Deacon clapped his hand over her mouth. “No. We’re not discussing that. Are we?” He tilted her face toward him, narrowing his eyes.

She slowly shook her head, eyes alight with amusement. Sighing, he slowly released her.

As soon as he did, she grinned. “Don’t worry, Sparky. That’ll remain between us.”

Ronan groaned. “That’s not fair. I need to know!”

Echo shook her head, leaning into Deacon’s chest as he wrapped his arms around her. A few minutes later, Deacon glanced at Ronan. His brother met his gaze and gave a wink and thumbs-up.

Deacon tightened his hold on Echo. Yeah, he was in love. And wasn’t that a fucking revelation? Now, the question was, what the hell was he going to do about it?

They landed, and Deacon grabbed Ronan in a hug. “You’ll be at the hotel tonight?”

“Damn straight. We’ll talk then. Go take care of her.” Ronan slapped him on the back and smiled. “That bug has bitten you, hasn’t it?”

Deacon glanced back at Echo, who was talking to Ranger and Wraith. Well, Ranger. Wraith just nodded occasionally. “Hard and right on the ass.”

Ronan laughed and put his hands on his hips. “Don’t fuck this up.”

“Excuse me? Fuck it up?” As if. Well, he’d try not to. The only thing was he had no idea how to proceed, but that should be kind of natural, right?

“Yeah, fuck it up. You’re not used to being in love.”

“Oh, and now, you’re the expert in the field?” Deacon crossed his arms over his chest.

Ronan smiled. “Nope, but Dad is.”

Deacon blinked. Dad? What? “Huh?”

“Dad’s here, in country.”

Deacon’s eyebrows hit his hairline. “Why?”

“They were in Seoul when they heard I was coming over to pull your asses out of the jungle. Depending on how you two feel, they want to have dinner tonight or tomorrow night.”

He glanced down at the uniform he’d worn for the past two weeks. “Tonight is fine, I guess. Dude, you’re going to need to pull a miracle out of your ass and get Echo and me some decent clothes.”

“Too late. Mom already took care of that. She said she remembers all too well when Dad came out of the field. I think Con got Echo’s sizes for Mom. I'm not sure how that happened, but hopefully, she won’t mind whatever deep dive he did to find out the information.”

“I hope not.” Maybe that topic wouldn’t come up. Hell, who was he kidding? She’d ask. Her mind was one of the hottest things about her. Not the hottest, but … it was sexy as fuck.

“So, seriously, on the level … is she the one?” Ronan asked him the question he’d been asking himself since the night he’d met her. Hell, was it only just over two weeks ago? God, they’dlived a lifetime in those few days, hadn’t they? He nodded. The words weren’t there to share what she meant to him, but Ronan got it. He understood. “Do me a favor and ask Mom not to be too …”

“Snoopy? Interested? Herself?” Ronan offered.

“Yeah, that’s not going to happen, is it?”

“Not in our lifetime,” Ronan agreed. “Ah, it looks like the ambulance finally got through the traffic jam.” Ronan nodded toward the flightline gate, where the ambulance wound through the protective barriers after being screened at the gate.

“Good. I’ll see you at the hotel.”

“Good luck at the doctors.” Ronan turned with him to walk over to where Echo was standing with his and Ronan’s team. She glanced up at him and then over at the ambulance. She scrunched her nose and made a face, which made all the guys around her laugh. She couldn’t fit into his life any better.

He escorted Echo into the hospital and found that Click had apparently arranged shower facilities for them. He made a mental note to make sure the guy got a raise. Whatever Guardian was paying him wasn’t enough.

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