they’re riding the high that only jobs-well-done can provide: adrenaline still pumping and enough amplified mutual respect to drive the conversation. reagan and chris’ chairs needn’t be so close now they’ve mostly gotten work-talk out of their systems, but he finds he doesn’t mind the way they bump knees every once in a while.
and it means that he can steal bites of her appetizer even under the weight of a disapproving stare.
‘ --- nuh. ’ he jerks his hand away, fork suddenly beyond her reach. ‘ i earned this. ’
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