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“No, he doesn’t want to go. But he does want to protect me. He’s worried about me. He loves me lots.”
Mr. Muscles just glared at her.
Right. Yeah. He looked like he was full of love. All of that previous affection was wiped off his face.
“He’s worried that something is going to happen, which is just silly. We’ll be fine.”
Rafael grunted.
“That’s the way he communicates. Don’t worry. I need your phone number so we can start planning our shenanigans.” Cat held out her hand.
Faith retrieved her phone and handed it over to the other woman. She flushed slightly as Cat stared down at her old phone. She’d had to give back her newer one after she’d been unable to pay the installments.
But Cat didn’t even blink as she entered her number, then rang Faith’s phone. “There, now you’ve got mine. We can get up to all sorts of fun together. And Reuben won’t worry about you because I have Rafael with me.”
Did Mr. Muscles just start to pray?
Poor guy.
Cat stood. “So, do you have a dress and everything?”
“Um, yes. I do.”
“Good. I’ll see you Saturday night.” She halted and turned. “Are you all right here on your own?”
Faith smiled. “I’m fine.”
“Surprised Reuben didn’t take you with him.”
“He wanted to, but I don’t fly.” She shuddered at the thought.
“Worried about the big tin can falling from the sky?” Cat said with a nod. “I get it. Don’t worry, though, Reuben would never let anything happen to you.”
Once Cat was gone, Faith leaned back in her chair with a sigh. That had been a bit . . . crazy? Fun?
Were they really going to become friends? But what if this didn’t work out with Reuben?
Then you’ll be out of a job and a friend.
Fudge knuckles.
Her phone buzzed and she checked it. Relief filled her as she saw Reuben’s name.
“Hi,” she said, answering the call.
“What’s wrong?” Reuben demanded.
She cleared her throat. “Nothing. Why?”
“Because you sound breathless. Were you running? Why were you running?” he demanded.
“Because there was an ax murderer chasing me. But don’t worry, I told him to pause because I had to answer a call from my paranoid boss.”
“Hmm, then while he’s pausing, perhaps you should knock him out. So your paranoid boss can sleep better at night.”
Instantly, she softened. “You’re not sleeping? Wait. You don’t sleep anyway.”
“I usually get a couple of hours. But even those seem to be eluding me.”
