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“Helen saved me during the taxi incident.” I explained to Sean.

“Oh, girl, please. It was nothing.” Helen laughed. “You did the heavy lifting from what I heard.”

“We should meet up for drinks or something.” I told her. “Text me and we can plan something.”

“I’d love that.” Helen told me. “Now, more than ever. I should run before her science experiment gets colder.”

We all laughed.

“It was cold before the handed it to you.” Sean chuckled.

“Truth.” Helen giggled.

I kissed her cheek. “See you later.”

“It was nice meeting you, Sean.” Helen waved shyly.

Sean bowed his head at her, and she hurried off.

We headed back to the vehicle, me grinning, Sean pretending to not know I was grinning.

When we were finally belted in and on our way home, Sean sighed.

“What?” He asked.

“What, what?” I giggled behind my hand while looking out my window. “I’m just sitting here—staring out at the trees and buildings swooshing by the window. That’s not a crime, is it?”

Sean scoffed. “Don’t give me that. I know you better. Now, spit it out.”

“You have a cruh-ush!” I teased.

“I don’t have a crush!”

“Yes, you do.”

“I’m too old for that kind of thing.” Sean pushed. “And I’m pretty sure some unemployed guy isn’t her idea of what her type is.”

“You’re not unemployed.” I frowned. “You work for Demon and will have something more stable once you finish your internship and classes next month.”

He chuckled. “Women suck.”

I giggled again. “That’s what he said.”

Sean groaned. “You have the sense of humor of a twelve-year-old boy. You know that, right?”

I giggled. “At least admit you think she’s cute.”

“Fine.” Sean sighed. “She’s cute, okay? What difference does that make?”

“Well, I’ll find out if she’s single.” I told him. “If she is, what do you have to lose taking her out for a drink?”

“My dignity?”

“You’re being dramatic.” I pouted.

Back at the home, Kid wasn’t there yet.

Sean helped me with something to eat and didn’t leave my side until Kid showed up.

By the time Kid arrived, I wanted nothing but his arms. Instead of speaking, I cuddled into his chest, loving the warmth and safety of his arms.