Jack watched Erin leave. He was surprised flames didn’t ignite under her feet from the friction of her stomps. She was furious. He didn’t move for a moment as he’d never seen Erin lose her temper. She usually was pretty reticent with him, and all of the guys, actually. She kept a low profile and was excruciatingly polite. Jack frowned. He never realized, until then, just how polite she was. Why didn’t he notice how nice she was? How quiet? How respectful? How she managed to stay out of everyone’s way? He’d go days sometimes without actually speaking to her. He saw her, but only because any female would stick out on the place like a purple dinosaur. But really, Erin didn’t seek out any of them. Not even Joey. She… well, s**t, he had no idea what she did all day. He knew she went to the rive
