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Red was still there and I needed to get her out before
tomorrow night or MysteryGirl wouldn't give me a chance.
    "Let's go over everything so far, yeah?" I asked,
hoping that burying myself in this case would be enough of a distraction.
    Linc slammed his fist on the desk, "Stupid fucking
computers. We can't do shit until I call IT and find out why the hell our
system is so slow today. We'll have to work with that huge ass pile," he
pointed to the folder overflowing with papers on the edge of my desk,
"until they fix this."
    He picked up the phone and started dialing while I flipped
through the pages, chuckling at his extremely low tolerance for any kind of
technology. "Who's got the honor of working with your cheery ass
tonight?"
    Linc smirked when someone answered his call, "Donny, my
man. Got another freeze up."
    Poor Donny.
    ***
    I didn't get home until eight thirty the next morning and my
head was spinning with exhaustion. Linc and I had finished our reports in
record time, but the new evidence and a few pots of coffee had kept us going
for longer than we had anticipated. It was Linc who finally cut me off mid
sentence and told me he wanted to go home to his wife and 'get some' before he
slept the rest of the weekend. Who am I to deny him that?
    I needed some shut eye before I got ready to go meet my girl
anyway.
    My girl.
    I chuckled to myself, not because I was being a complete
sap, but because it was the only thing about the day that felt right.
    As I made it up the stairs to my floor, I heard women
talking and laughing and the telltale sound of a child giggling up a storm. I
smiled to myself and wondered how I had never run into little Aiden before.
    "Don't worry about it, Lil. We'll be fine."
    "Okay, if you're sure. I'll try my best to leave as
early as I can. This bitch has got her head so far up the manager's ass that I
swear to God I can't tell where she ends and he begins. If she feels like she
needs to, she'll keep us all day."
    I couldn't help but laugh. Seeing this tiny slip of a woman
use such harsh words was entertaining. Plus the look of pride on Aiden's face
was that much more amusing, until she saw me walking toward my door and that
expression turned into a fiery glare
    "Oops. I said that kind of loud didn't I? Do you think
Aidy heard me?" Lily whispered and looked into the apartment with a grimace.
    "Lil, I'm pretty sure she didn't, otherwise she would
have already run out here to repeat it."
    "Well, that's not my fault," Lily
countered. " You're the one that has introduced her to the wonderful
world of Aiden curses. I swear to God, you'll be funding her Master's degree
with that swear jar she has."
    Aiden chuckled and I stopped in my tracks. The low rasp of
it was the sexiest thing I had ever heard and for some strange reason, it
knocked out the whole of my exhaustion.
    "Hey, Gus," Lily sang with a small wave.
    I shook my head slightly and found my bearings once more,
avoiding Aiden's gaze at all costs. "Hey, Lily. Good to see you
again."
    "Same here, handsome. Found out you had never seen my
Aidy before."
    I rolled my eyes because of course Red would have informed
her sister about my little scene the week before. "Yeah. Never got the
chance. Hope I didn't scare her."
    Red made a sound that sounded on awfully lot like 'Pfft' and
leaned against her doorframe.
    "What's that supposed to mean, Red?" I asked, feeling
like I had just been thrown the ultimate insult.
    "It means," she said slowly, bristling at my
nickname for her, "that you couldn't scare a child if you wanted to."
    "Why not?" I stepped closer.
    Lily, obviously noticing that the situation was about to
turn into one of those arguments, immediately chimed in with,
"You're just too pretty, Gus. Kids would flock to you before running from
you."
    Aiden glared at her sister and I grinned, using all the
charm I could muster and aiming it at Lily. "Well, thank you,
darlin'." I turned to Aiden, unable to keep it in, "I could be scary
if I wanted to