Page 23 of Crossing Every Line


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Kain pinched the bridge of his nose. “You would be right.” He dropped his hand, his eyes earnest. “I could give you the money.”

She stepped back and jammed her hands into the hoodie pockets. It would solve all her problems. She fisted her hands. For once in her life there was someone willing to help out, no questions asked. A stranger who could make all the difference in the world.

Kain rubbed her arm. “It’s not about the money.”

Kendall dragged her attention back to him and looked up. “Come on.”

“Just enough to get you guys situated. Get you both to New York.”

Her fingers relaxed. “Shane already knows I’m poor as a church mouse.” Things just weren’t ever meant to be easy. Why would this situation be any different?

Kain turned and slammed his fist into the fridge.

She winced. “Feel better?”

“Fuck.” He shook his hand and flexed it carefully.

She turned him around and pushed him onto a stool. She opened drawers near the fridge.

“What are you looking for?”

She found power bars, granola bars, and trail mix. In another, she found what had to be his junk drawer. “Baggie? Towel? Something for ice?”

“There’s a gel pack in the freezer.”

“Ah.” She opened the bottom drawer of the huge refrigerator and spotted the blue pack, pulled it out, and slapped it on his swelling hand.

“Ow.”

“Don’t be a baby.”

He winced. “You’re something else.”

“That’s what they tell me.” She turned back to the freezer and took out the pint of ice cream she’d seen.

“Hey. Crappy Florence Nightingale routine I can forgive. Stealing my Cherry Garcia? That’s a no.”

“Spoons?”

He sighed. “Drawer behind you.”

“Got it.” She hip-checked the drawer shut, then popped the lid on the pint and handed him a spoon. “I just said no to money. I deserve ice cream.”

“You don’t have to say no.”

“Yeah.” She dug in and carved out a dense spoonful of the pink confection of perfection. “I do.”

He plunged his spoon into the hole she’d made. “What is it with you two?”

She shrugged. “Did you take a handout to get where you are?”

He met her gaze and squinted. “I see what you did there.”

Kendall grinned around a mouthful of cherry goodness.

“I just want to help.”

“I know, and I’m sure Shane appreciates it when he’s not being grouchy. So he’s really not this bitchy all the time?”

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