Derek huffs a small laugh and gently pulls out of Kalin, picking up his pants and handing them to his husband. "Of course. Thank you again for my lunch baby." He leans down and kisses Kalin's cheek softly. "And thank you for helping me with Dolly."
Kalin smiles at him and nods, "You be safe, okay? No more letting woman into your office. I'll send you a small list of contacts. People I know will be good assistants. Okay?"
Kalin walks off and goes back to the car. He taps on the driver's window and peers at Trenton. "Any chance I could convince you to left me drive?" He wheedles.
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