Page 56 of No Regrets

“Thanks, Ty, but I got something I need to take care of. Next time.”

Dex watched the team file out. This wasn’t right. None of them deserved any of it. Those men were at the top of their game, they didn’t need babysitting. It was time to find out if the idea he had bubbling around in his head was a possibility.

Sam answered on the first ring.

“Captain, it’s Dexter Dawson.”

“Good to hear from you, Commander.”

“Is the offer still on the table?”

“Yes.”

“I’m in, but I have a condition.”

“I’m listening.”

“I want to bring my team with me.”

“All of ’em?”

“Yes.”

After a moment of silence where Dex wondered if he’d overstepped, Sam spoke again. His voice sounded light, almost as if he was smiling. “Let me know when you all are ready to come in.”

MCGARRY’S IRISH PUB was the hangout for off-duty Navy personnel. Jerry’s was more of a back street bar, owned by Jerry Simpson, a Navy veteran. Having done thirty years in service, he’d taken over the bar from Jerry Senior, his father, who passed away six years ago. Dex’s father had introduced Dex to this bar. In turn, Dex introduced the team. They loved this place.

The guy’s vehicles were parked outside, so unless they’d gone home wasted, the boys were still here. This was going to be a weird conversation for sure. Would they even consider the offer? He had no idea, but he wanted to give them this opportunity.

Dex strolled into the bar, a big smile on his face.

“Hey, you made it! Jerry, get the man his usual.” Tyler slapped Dex on the back, much more relaxed and in a far better mood than earlier. Beer would do that.

“Yeah, I changed my mind.” He took the beer from Jerry. “Thanks, how are things?”

“All good now that this bunch have got rid of their long faces.” Jerry mocked.

“Yeah, well, there is only so much they can do with those faces.”

“Speak for yourself, old man. My face does not get any complaints.” Mackie, the youngest on the team showed them his winning smile. It was true. He was never short of female attention.

“Not so much of the old man, or that face will be taking on a new shape.”

The guys laughed, the old banter flowing easily.

“Who’s up for a game of pool?” Mackie wandered toward the pool table.

“I’m in. Rack ‘em up.” Donnie followed him.

“Hey Ryan, can I talk to you a minute?” Dex motioned to an empty table.

“Sure.” Ryan placed his empty beer bottle on the bar, and then grabbed Steve and Tyler’s shoulders. “Don’t forget to include us on the next round, boys.” Ryan grinned before joining Dex.

“The guys seem to be in better spirits.” Dex said as they sat down. It was good seeing them more like themselves.

“They’ll be fine. It was just a bit of a shock. It' been a while since we’ve had to explain and justify every action and call. Still, you’re back in a week, so you get the pleasure.” Ryan said with a wicked smile.

“Yeah, coz I take being questioned really well, huh?”

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