“How sweet, but I think I’d rather you not get in fights for my sake. Unless you have to, of course, in case of super villains,” she told him with a slight hint of seriousness edging to the corner of her voice. A brief flash of thought went through her mind about the letter in her waste bin back in her bedroom. Cole shouldn’t have to protect her, but perhaps she stumbled in to something that she wasn’t sure of yet. The thought was quickly shuffled away and her attention snapped back to Cole.
She stepped in to the warm coffee shop behind him before joining him at his side. She clasped her hands around the strap of her bag, pursing her lips as she looked up at the menu board. “Do you have any recommendations, tough guy? Any favorites?”