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“ No. You won’t. ” He laughs a little, a smile quirking up the corners of his mouth, like it’s funny she even asked. It’s so quick, he almost feels bad about it — except he’s Beau, and she’s Letha, so he doesn’t really. He looks at her for a second, all enthusiasm and determination set against a backdrop of sun-bleached blonde and sun-tanned skin, and he tries to swallow the tiniest dregs of admiration he has for her commitment to the small creatures.
“ Full offense, Newman, but you’re actually probably dead last on the list of people I’d like to go on a road trip with with illegal reptile related cargo. So no. You stay here, but, maybe if you’re lucky, when I get back I’ll have a post card from your little green friends. ”
And just lack that, they’re back to SQUARE ONE. Hostility warranted, Letha can leave all thoughts of gratitude behind. Coffee still in hand, however. She wasn’t about to suffer through this conversation—and the demanded road trip—un-caffeinated.
“ Oh, hey — right back at ya. ” Except he wouldn’t even make her list. A middle school type comeback that she keeps to herself. For once. “ It’s about the babies, you prick. I’ve worked with gators, remember? Like, professionally. And I’m not gonna let you take them on some impromptu road trip in an egg carton with no experience, just vibes. ”
