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“Between running to catch trains and running from jumping off of trains and running to find trains-”
“You know we don’t deal with trains nearly that often.”
“I feel like we cover enough cardio without having to add to it like you demand.” Small chuckles bounce between us before he asks, “How’s Kolby doing, anyway? Happy to be back in Texas?”
“Happy to be near his mother’s cookin’ again.”
More laughs precede him further investigating, “Can she cook? I mean, I know you didn’t grow up in that housewithher, but you had weekends there. I’m sure she made your ass mac and cheese or something.”
“Eh.” A small shrug is presented. “She could use a few tips.”
Another round of snickers are instantly shared further alleviating the stress that settled on my shoulders.
Nothing can bring me peace quite like being around Angel Cake, but bullshitting with Blu is a distant second.
However, it does come first when we’re in the field and I can’t so much as send her a text to see how her day has been.
“How’d the briefing with Seventeen go?”
Aggression instantaneously takes hold of my demeanor, pushing my shoulders back and commanding me to fold my arms over my chest. “Well, let’s see. He wants answers we don’t have.”
“Pretty standard.”
“He thinks I’m underqualified for the assignment.”
“Don’t you have like a star or some shit?”
“Medal of Honor,” I offhandedly correct. “Andhe’s plannin’ a fuckin’ romantic getaway with my fake girlfriend.”
“Ahhhh,” Blu waggles a finger my direction, “there’s the reason youFistful of Dollarsyour ass in here.”
“Why?” My hands are thrown up in the air. “Why the fuckin’ western references?”
“It’s what we were watching while we were working earlier.” The corner of his mouth kicks upward. “You know if I hadn’t met your pops, Imightthink you were one of Eastwood’s illegitimate love children the media doesn’t know about yet.”
“That’s not what you were workin’ on, was it?” Humor manages to find its way back into my voice. “Tryin’ to build my family tree?”
“Guys gotta have hobbies other than banging the hottest beekeeper on the planet.”
“Is that a hobby?” Chortles shake my shoulders. “I thought that was your contribution to the science community.”
“It can be both.”
Our laughs echo loudly around the kitchen prompting me to lean to the side to see if we accidently woke my woman.
Er.
Fake woman.
Fake woman I have very real feelings for.
Fuck. Me.That sounds like shit I need to have my head checked over.
“You hear back from your contact?” I enthusiastically ask, hope overwhelming my tone.
“Not yet…but…” Blu leans forward onto his bent arms, “I heard about this situation that happened within the company a few years back where a guy hired PS to protect his ex-fiancée from a supposed threat except that the threat wasn’t real, it was just a ploy to get her to go back to him because he believed she’d rush intohisarms for a ‘safe place’ to stay once her place had been compromised. Problem was…she didn’t. Shedidrun into the arms of an ex, but it wasn’t him. And when it wasn’t him,hebecame the threat he had hired people to protect her from. It was all very stolen from a Lifetime movie bullshit, but it got me thinking about your competition…”
The glower that he’s delivered is deadly.
