“Where you heading now, in search of your something bright?”
I shrugged. “Just back to my loft.”
“Let me walk you home.”
“You know you can always walk me home.” I smiled up at him.
“I know. But I like it when you tell me I can anyway.” He put his arm around me as we started walking across town toward my place.
“Have you decided what you’re going to do yet?” I asked, looking up at him. “Now that you’re not in charge of the trackers?”
“Not yet,” he admitted. “But I’ve got time to figure it out.”
“That’s true,” I agreed. “We’ve got the rest of our lives to figure it all out.”
He kissed my temple. “And I think we’ve proven that together, we can take on anything.”