...oh, that is not fair, after a kiss like that. Disappointment flashes across Curtis' face before he reins it in; he smooths his hand over her hair, nods after a moment.

"I can try that too." A beat, and the disappointment returns for a completely different reason. "Shit, I'll probably have to go check on Edgar at some point."

They just got through a jail sentence, and the kid didn't even want to be in separate cells for twenty-four hours.