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Okay, he’s in bed, and it was all worth it. He said it was the best night of his life. His whole life!

Me:

Sounds good. I’m going to be in and out.

Finley:

Be safe.

We park under a part of the bridge. The truck’s lights are off as we wait. I look around to make sure I have an exit plan in place if shit goes down.

My phone buzzes.

Finley:

He’s officially asleep.

Me:

I don’t know what time I’ll be home. It might be best if you just stayed over for the night.

Finley:

Do you think I can run to my place and grab my pj’s or is that too risky?

Me:

It’s fine. Go grab your things.

I press send and then follow up.

Me:

You’ll be going back, right?

Finley:

I don’t care for you and your attitude most of the time, but I really like Asa, so I would never do anything to endanger him.

Me:

My attitude?

Finley:

You’re asking me about your attitude? You should be asking yourself why you have this attitude.

Finley:

Okay, I’m going to lock the front door and head out the back.

I put the phone down, and she texts again.

Finley:

I don’t know if I’ll go.

Me: