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I pointed at him. “Don’t insult her with such a menial term.”

I picked up the pace, his footsteps right behind me.

“What did I say?” He sounded perplexed.

I smirked just before I opened the stairwell door. “Better not let her hear you call her a roommate.”

“Thanks.”I spoke into Baker’s hair as I pulled her onto my chest. “For being there.”

She touched my face in the darkness, her fingers sure. “I might have done a little more damage,” she confessed.

“I don’t see how that’s possible.”

“I told your sister she was a fool and not welcome here if she’s going to treat you that way.”

I lifted Baker’s head to look at her despite I couldn’t see in the darkness. “You did?”

“I mean it. She can’t come here and hurt you. I won’t put up with that.”

I can’t breathe.

This woman . . . she was so much more than I deserved.

“Easy.”

“She was pretty pissed off when she left, but I was pissed off too.” Her breath was harsh against my chest.

“The Man” by The Killers blasted from the nightstand.

“It’s my dad,” I said, blindly reaching for it.

“That’s your ringtone for him?” Amusement wove through her voice.

“It’s apt. Hey, Dad,” I kept an arm around Baker while I pressed the speaker button. “There are ladies present.”

“Here too.”

Baker popped up, her eyes wide in the glow from the phone.

“You mean?”

“She’s speaking to me again.”

“That’s fantastic news.” I grinned at Baker. “Tell Mrs. Quinn to go easy on you.”

“Not a chance,” she said.

“Oh. Hi.”

“Hi, Mrs. Quinn,” Baker said, propping her chin on my chest. “Glad you two worked things out.”

“I don’t know that they’re all worked out per se, but we’re talking through it.”

“I can’t believe it,” Dad said, wonder in his voice.

“If you’d picked up the phone, we could have done this a lot sooner,” Mrs. Quinn said.

I snorted. “Think there’s a chance you’ll forgive him?”

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