Epilogue Now Chatting with Kade

EPILOGUE SIX MONTHS LATER NOW CHATTING WITH KADE

AMANDA

Hey, babe, I got one!

KADE

But I called the exterminator last week.

Not a cockroach. I’m at the store, closing.

Oh, right. So what do you mean, you got one?

A burglar!

A WHAT?

Amanda, are you okay?

Are you hurt?

I’m on my way. Where’s Cal?

He and Izzy were off today. Doctor’s appointment, remember? Relax, me and Josephine got this. He’s currently contemplating his life choices while staring down a pink barrel.

Do NOT engage.

I’m calling backup.

5 minutes out.

Too late, already engaged. BTW, what do you want for dinner? Thai? Italian?

ARE YOU SERIOUSLY ASKING ABOUT DINNER RIGHT NOW?

I’m efficiently multitasking. This guy’s not going anywhere.

Thai is fine.

No wine for me tonight, though. Raven’s been supplying me with kombucha. I added raspberries to it, though, and now it’s pink!

Of course you did.

Oh crap, I forgot to go to Ulta before it closed. I’m out of that vitamin B serum.

The fancy dropper one?

Yeah. Oh well.

Wait WHAT?

My wife is voluntarily skipping skin care?

Are you having a breakdown?

Is this a hostage situation?

I thought the code word was still “ballet flats”?

OMG it’s ONE NIGHT. My face won’t fall off.

This is huge character development. I’m so proud.

Don’t be weird about it.

2 minutes out.

Cool. I told this guy you were coming, and he looked relieved. Apparently getting arrested by actual cops is preferable to being held by a woman with a pink gun.

Smart man.

Rude but accurate.

BTW, you look so sexy in that NYPD uniform.

Focus on the criminal, please.

I am focused. Very focused on how good you look in blue.

You just texted me about dinner and skin care while holding someone at gunpoint.

We’re so domestic now. I love it.

Me, too.

Here. Coming in with backup.

Finally. My arm’s getting tired.

Hey, Kade?

Yeah?

A year ago, if someone told me I’d be texting my husband about Thai food while holding a burglar at gunpoint, I would have said they were insane.

And now?

Now I’m thinking this is just a regular Saturday night for the Steeles.

The Steeles has a nice ring to it.

We’re pretty badass.

The most badass.

I love you.

Love you, too, baby doll. Now, let me come save you so we can go home and eat Thai food.

I don’t need saving. But I’ll let you help.

Such a gracious wife.

The best wife. Now, hurry up, this guy’s starting to look like he might cry.

CHAT ENDED

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