“Babe, this has to go through the proper channels. There’s no point in packing right now.” “How long will that take?” “A day or two,” he said. “Are you still out tonight?” He nodded. “I’m leaving in about an hour and then I’ll see you tomorrow.” She bit her lip and nodded as she leaned against the bed. “I have a family thing to go to, otherwise I’d stay.” “It’s totally fine, Brock. Seriously. You can’t work your job twenty-four, seven without a break. It’s unhealthy.” He crossed his arms and smiled. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing.” He closed the distance and stroked her cheek. “We’re not playing the nothing game, baby. That doesn’t fly with me.” “It’s stupid.” “What’s stupid?” She smiled, although it looked forced. “Just going to miss you.” “Same, baby.” He raised an eyebrow. “Why is that stupid?” “Because I’m supposed to play it cool and not feel like I’m losing my best friend when he’s only leaving me for one night.”
