Zain tugged her in close. “Already got a new patrol schedule mapped out.”
Fleming gave them something resembling a smile, then headed off, disappearing inside the station.
Greer held up her keys. “Someone’s riding back with me, and it’s not the lovebirds.”
Chase coughed. “You buying coffee?”
Greer grinned. “As long as we don’t have to listen to that seventies station.”
“The Eagles are classic.”
“I never said they weren’t, it’s all the other stuff.”
Chase rolled his eyes, pointing his finger at them. “Rest. I swear if I get back and you’re already on patrol, I’ll lose my shit.”
Zain held up three fingers. “Scout’s honor.”
“Jackass.” Chase followed after Greer, holding the door for her before they went inside.
Zain nodded toward the chopper. “C’mon. Our ride’s here. And I believe we already have plans for where we’re picking things up.”
“I need to go shopping. I don’t even have any clothes.”
“Clothes are overrated. But, we’ll send Chase a text.Get him to pick you up a few essentials on the drive back with Greer. That should give them something to do. And I’ve got a closet full you can wear in the meantime.”
She leaned in, kissed him. “Then, why are we still standing here, soldier? Lead the way.”
Zain took her hand, led her back to the chopper. Mac smiled, nodding to Foster as he lifted off — headed home.
Saylor settled against Zain, the chill from the previous night finally lifting. They didn’t talk, traveling in a comforting silence until Zain ushered her through his front door, taking her straight to bed.
He gave her one of his shirts, clenching his jaw at the swath of purple down her side. “Just clipped you, huh?”
Saylor pointed to his entire torso. “Not dying, huh?”
He laughed, grimaced, then crawled in beside her, tucking her against his left side. “I’ll call a truce if you will.”
“That sounds dangerously like a compromise.”
“Don’t get used to it. I’m still incredibly stubborn.”
“I’ll consider it a one-off.”
He exhaled, everything clicking into place with that simple sound. “I realize you’ll be sidelined for a couple weeks, but we can see about fixing your boat once you can move without wincing.”
“You’re the one with broken ribs. And Atticus said he knows a guy. Apparently already called him, though, there was something about putting the Raven’s Watch logo on there. About me working full time.”
Zain chuckled. “I knew he’d eventually find a way to sign you up. Not that you aren’t happy at the prospect of more rescues in conditions no one else would even attempt.”
“You can take the girl out of the Coast Guard…”
“Yeah, yeah.” He tugged her in close. “You are gonna stay here, right?”
She smiled against his chest. “You’re offering, right?”
“God, we’re a pair. And yeah, I want you to stay. Not just until your boathouse is rebuilt. Or until you find something else. I want it all. And I want it with you.”
Saylor pushed onto her elbow and drew her finger along his jaw. “I want that, too. Which means, you’d better buckle up. I have a feeling this is going to be an epic ride.”