Falling for the Bossy FBI Man (Kiss him or kill him?)
Larry read it, blinked, read it again, and then again, and frowned, trying to figure out if Leah had asked the question or if his old Army buddy was goofing around.
After several rounds of typing then backspacing, he finally typed the only thing he could think of that wouldn’t land him in trouble and hit ‘send’.
Then she responded with an apology and a smiley face, and he grinned.
“She’s got a goofy sense of humor like me. Nice,” Larry observed.
“So here we go,” he said, and he began to type.
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