If public assault was going to cost Caleb his job, it was going to cost Boo everything. His job, his home, his cat, his freedom. Everything he'd been working so hard to keep. Scout might look down on his lifestyle change and semi-responsible choices, but the truth was, hewas no criminal, and didn't want to go to jail. He might have been more reckless as a teenager, buthe'd changed since then. Or at least he had tried. And it seemed to be working. He hadn't time to respond to Caleb when Alice set her hand on his chest. Anything nasty that he'd been about to say flew out of his mind. He looked down at her face and what was probably supposed to be a serious expression, and sighed heavily.
"Okay." He nodded, "If you don't come back, I'm coming after you, though." He managed a small smile, before shooting Caleb a very fake grin and a wave, "Nice meeting you. I guess I'll have to meet your fist another time."
And for the record, his twin sister was abso-fucking-lutely adorable.