"Are you out of your mind?" I hollered.
"I should be asking you that. You're shirtless." He frowned and picked my shirt from the floor.
"I could've caught the devil. s**t!"
"Without a shirt? In the presence of our employees? You're crazy." He wore my shirt over my body.
I sighed. "Sorry, I was only interested in catching her and forgot that another crazy person made me shirtless."
"Another crazy person? Seriously?" He rolled his eyes, buttoning my shirt for me. I could do that on my own but what was the point in arguing?
"We should get going."
— "but—" he glanced at his laptop.
"Can't you forget work tonight?" I tucked my shirt in.
"Uh…" I glared at him. "Fine." He sighed.
I grinned, stood on my tiptoes and pecked him.
***
"Hey, Mom." Hames smiled, pulling his Mom into a h
