Page 71 of Snow

He dragged a hand down his face, exhaling slowly as a grin tugged at the corner of his mouth. Yep, that had just happened.

“Well,” one of the guys finally broke the silence over the speakers, his voice thick with barely contained laughter, “that was informative.”

Snow dropped his hand and looked toward the tablet, where every single one of them was staring back at him like they had just been handed front-row seats to the best show of the week.

“Are y’all done?” he asked dryly, grabbing a shirt from the back of the chair and throwing it on.

“Not even close,” Joker teased.

Nails chuckled. “I think we’ve officially confirmed one thing.”

“What’s that?” Snow asked, feeling afraid of what his good friend was going to say.

“Your towel has a higher success rate than your pickup lines.”

The room erupted in laughter again.

Snow rolled his eyes as he tugged on a pair of sweatpants, shaking his head while he fought the grin threatening to betray him.

“I’m glad the last five minutes have been so entertaining for all of you.”

“Oh, we’re entertained,” Bear said, grinning.

“Oh, come on. She walked into the room, and I happened to be standing there.”

“Half naked,” Jay Bird reminded him.

“In just a towel,” Joker clarified.

“And she forgot how words worked for a solid five seconds,” Aussie chimed in.

Snow opened his mouth to object, but immediately realized he didn’t have much of a counterargument. He could only imagine the comments if they knew what had almost happened at dinner the night before. That little detail, however, wasn’t something they needed to know.

The amusement slowly shifted into something more curious as Duke leaned forward in his chair, resting his forearms on the desk.

“Seriously, though.” His tone lost most of its teasing. “What’s going on between you two?”

“What do you mean?” he asked.

“Oh, don’t give us that shit,” Joker said with a wave of his hand. “We’ve all seen the chemistry between the two of you. And judging by the way the two of you looked at each other…well, we’ve all seen that look before.”

Snow rubbed the back of his neck, buying himself a second to think. The truth was, he didn’t really know what was happening between them. But somewhere along the way, she had stopped being the attorney assigned to the mission and had become Nova, a woman he really wanted to get to know. Thinking that made him smile.

Bear caught it immediately. “There it is,” he said, pointing at the screen. “That stupid grin. I’ve seen that grin.”

Snow’s hand dropped from the back of his neck. “What grin?”

“The one that says you’re completely screwed,” Joker answered.

Another round of laughter rolled through the speakers.

“Come on,” Nails said, the teasing giving way to genuine curiosity. “Please tell me that you finally made a move?”

Snow snorted. “If by ‘make a move’ you mean accidentally getting caught in a towel while she walked in, then sure.”

The room was silent for all of three seconds. Then Joker smirked. “At least admit that you like her.”

Snow knew there wasn’t any point arguing. These men had spent years reading him under pressure, across battlefields, and in situations where a single expression could mean the difference between life and death. If they were all looking at him like he had already answered the question, it was because he had. Whether he had intended to or not.