After the morning's events had calmed down, Kaitie and Jake made another attempt to write Jake’s resignation letter. Thankfully, this time, they were successful. His resignation had been submitted and accepted, which made Jake feel lighter than he had in longer than he could remember.
He was at the kitchen counter chopping ingredients for Kaitie's pizza pasta casserole, which Allie swore he would love. Jake was finishing the last of the mushrooms when Kaitie slipped her arm around his waist from behind.
“Do you feel better now that you have quit your job?” Kaitie asked as she held him tight, her cheek pressed to his back.
“I do, and I am shocked that I have already heard back, and they have no issues with it because of my injuries.”
“That is part of why I wanted to help you write your
