“Where you heading now, in search of your something bright?”

I shrugged. “Just back to my loft.”

“Let me walk you home.”

“You know you can always walk me home.” I smiled up at him.

“I know. But I like it when you tell me I can anyway.” He put his arm around me as we started walking across town toward my place.

“Have you decided what you’re going to do yet?” I asked, looking up at him. “Now that you’re not in charge of the trackers?”

“Not yet,” he admitted. “But I’ve got time to figure it out.”

“That’s true,” I agreed. “We’ve got the rest of our lives to figure it all out.”

He kissed my temple. “And I think we’ve proven that together, we can take on anything.”