“Lifetime of free haircuts,” I tell her.
“Whatever floats your boat.”
She steps out of my hold and starts heading up the street.
“Hey! Shoot me a message with the funeral arrangements,” she calls over her shoulder.
“Will do!”
I slowly head back to the Suburban, giving Hog a quick call.
“How did it go?”
“Good,” I share. “I’ve got the paperwork in hand, heading to the funeral home now. And get this, Mel handed me an envelope with a whack of money. Apparently, the MC did a collection.”
“Doesn’t surprise me. They’re good people,” he comments.
I can hear he’s in the truck.
“What about you? What did the doc say?”
“I’m cleared. Already let the firehouse know. I’m back on shift starting Saturday.”
“Oh shit, Saturday? I thought you were going back tomorrow, I made plans.”
There’s a bit of a pause and then he comes back with, “What plans exactly?”
I snicker, if I’m not mistaken the man is a wee bit jealous.
“It’s only drinks,” I tease him. “Nothing major.”
Another pause, this one a bit longer and heavier.
“Only drinks, with who?”
I can almost hear him grind his teeth.
“The girls,” I explain, taking pity on him. “I was just messing with you.”
His growl does things to my nether region.
“I’ll deal with you when I get home,” he warns. “I’m on my way now.”
“It’ll have to wait,” I inform him, as I unlock the Suburban. “I have to make a stop at the funeral home first.”
“Probably better. Gives me a chance to unload the fertilizer and grab a quick shower first. Means I’ll have my hands free to deal with you when you get here.”
I’m smiling as I settle in behind the wheel.
“I can’t wait.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Anika
“Promise you’ll call if it turns out to be more than one.”
I roll my eyes at his reflection as I swipe on some lip balm.