signed all three copies.
Corinne put out her hand. “Welcome aboard.”
Jordyn shook it, a surreal feeling overtaking her. Alex and Tom sure knew how to cut through red tape. Rising from her chair, she took her copy of the agreement and looked at Blake. “So…now what?”
“Let’s go down the hall and I’ll introduce you to the rest of the team.”
At the very end of it was a big, sleek conference room. Blake opened the glass door for her. Four people looked up as she entered, two men and two women. She broke into an easy grin when she saw Sean Dunphy at the table, working on a laptop next to a pretty dusky-skinned woman with long black hair.
“Jord, how the hell are you, hon?” he asked, jumping up from his chair to stride over and envelop her in a bear hug.
“I’m great. It’s good to see you,” she said as she pulled back. He still had that devilish gleam in his eyes.
“This is Zahra, translator and hacker extraordinaire,” Sean said, indicating the woman he’d been sitting beside.
The look in his eyes when he gazed at the woman told Jordyn all she needed to know. Not once in all the time she’d known him had Dunphy ever looked at a woman like that. He was into her, deep, and it was sort of unreal and awesome to see. “Hi.”
Zahra’s welcoming smile turned into a grimace as she got to her feet and Sean rushed over to help her out of her chair. That’s when Jordyn noticed the bandages around her left calf. “Sorry, I’m not usually so slow,” Zahra said and shook Jordyn’s hand. “Still recuperating.”
“No worries.” Jordyn cast a glance at Sean and then Blake for a clue as to what that meant, making a mental note to ask Blake later. Clearly something had happened to her that no one wanted to talk about.
Before she could say anything more, Blake spoke. “Everyone, this is Jordyn Bridger, the newest member of our team.” Zahra and the two people she hadn’t been introduced to yet stared at her and Jordyn forced a smile. “That’s Gage,” Blake told her, indicating the tall, well-built man on the other side of the table. He was somewhere in his early forties with short red-gold hair and bright blue eyes. Both arms were covered in full sleeves of tats. His whole demeanor screamed military authority.
“Hey, nice to meet you,” Gage said in a deep voice tinged with a southern drawl, and reached out a big hand to shake hers. The tats stopped right at the end of his wrist.
Jordyn shook his big hand. “You too.”
Next Blake indicated the woman beside the second-in-command, somewhere around thirty with shoulder length caramel brown hair and pretty gray eyes. “This is Claire, one of our techno wizards. And Gage’s better half.”
“I can’t argue with that.” Gage grinned as Jordyn and Claire shook hands.
She could still feel that intense blue gaze on her as she pulled her hand free of Claire’s. She couldn’t help but glance at Gage.
He was eyeing her thoughtfully. “So, you’re her.”
“Sorry?”
“I’m looking forward to seeing you put some rounds downrange,” was all he said.
“Oh. Sure, whenever you want.” Wasn’t some kind of test, since she’d already been hired. But so far it looked to her like she was the only female here with military training. She was used to that though, and had no problem with proving herself to her male counterpoints. Once they saw her with a rifle, they usually stopped resenting having her around. She hoped that was true for these guys. Not that she’d have much opportunity to prove herself in a support and maintenance role.
“So, Jordyn,” Gage continued as he dropped back into his chair and maintained eye contact. “How much do you know about our team?”
“Not much.”
“Then let’s bring you up to speed.”
She sat and pulled her chair into the table as Blake took the seat next to her. The man smelled delicious, soap and clean male musk. Doing her best to ignore the distraction he posed, she focused on what