Unexpected Storms (Unexpected #4) - Stacy Eaton Page 0,15

guys!” Jake stood up to get everyone's attention. “Let’s clean up a bit and get moving. We will all be sure to watch Harv make a fool out of himself later.”

I was still eating, but others cleaned up and then got seated while Mike set things up on the big screen and logged into our new website that was going live soon. It looked clean and welcoming, but also business-like and patriotic, too. Maggie, Jake, and Mike took turns talking about different aspects of the website and what they hope to add soon, including more training, photographs, and bios about all the instructors. Although for safety reasons, they wouldn’t be too extensive. That information could be shared during classes and meetings like we usually did now.

Then they started showing off the videos that Maggie had been creating. They were fantastic. Not only did Maggie work up a great video about the delivery of the medical supplies that we had done a few weeks ago, but she had also done a few others.

Jake had collected a bunch of random videos that we’d shared with him, and she had compiled a fantastic five-minute video of us doing different things. From training to travel, and even some of our more stressful moments when we were under fire, and civilians were put to work to show what they learned.

A couple of the guys whistled when it was over, and Alex spoke up. “I just want to make it known that while I absolutely love what Maggie has done, and I honestly do. I have been trying to get Jake to do these things for months!”

A bunch of us laughed as Jake replied, “Yeah, well, who wants to listen to you jack-jawing. Maggie is much easier to listen to.”

Greg snorted. “That’s not what you said to me the other night.”

“Wait! What?” Maggie spun on Jake. “You said I wasn’t nice to listen to?”

Jake’s features went dead serious as he put his hand to his chest. “Never.”

“Bullshit!” Greg crowed. “You said that if you had to listen to one more thing that Maggie wanted to change, you were going to go nuts!”

Maggie’s jaw dropped. “I thought you liked my ideas.”

Jake came to stand in front of her. “I do! I do, Maggie. I love your ideas; we just don’t need to do all of them in the first month you are working here.”

For a second, I thought she would cry, and Jake looked like he was going to freak, but at the last second, she giggled. “Okay, fine, I’ll slow down my ideas. It’s just nice to be taken seriously.”

“You got it.” Jake looked so relieved, and then serious as he glanced my way. “Although we are going to need to update Harvey’s profile to read professional dancer.”

“I’m never going to hear the end of this.”

Alice stepped around me, patting my back, and stopped next to Maggie. “See what I have to deal with all the time?”

Maggie put her hand on Alice’s shoulder. “I feel for you, I honestly do. At least you aren’t the only woman in the office anymore.”

“That is an excellent thing. I was about to lose my mind with all these men.”

“I got your back, Alice.”

“It’s I got your six,” I said to Maggie.

She smiled at me. “Yes, that is what you military people say, but us pure-blooded civilians say, I got your back.”

“Yeah, okay,” I replied with a snicker.

Alice took a seat next to me. “So what was it like?”

“What?”

She rolled her eyes. “The dance show, you idiot.”

I shrugged as Maggie took a seat beside me to listen. “I guess it was alright. I mean, I was only there for a few hours, and we started taping immediately and learning the dance.”

“Yeah, you think you’ll be any good?” Maggie asked.

“No.” I smirked her way. “I suck at dancing. I’ve never been into it.”

“Ah, my daddy used to say that if you want to win a woman’s heart, learn how to take her around the dance floor,” Alice said almost dreamily.

“Seriously?” I asked her. “Do women seriously like men who dance?”

“Yes!” Maggie and Alice replied in unison.

Maggie grinned at Alice. “Jinx. There is something so damn sexy about a man who can dance. They don’t even have to dance well, as long as they can make a woman feel special.”

I rested my elbows on the table, oddly interested in what she was saying. “How do you make a woman feel special when you dance?”

“Look her in the eye, hold her tight. If

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