"Are you out of your mind?" I hollered.
"I should be asking you that. You're shirtless." He frowned and picked my shirt from the floor.
"I could've caught the devil. Shit!"
"Without a shirt? In the presence of our employees? You're crazy." He wore my shirt over my body.
I sighed. "Sorry, I was only interested in catching her and forgot that another crazy person made me shirtless."
"Another crazy person? Seriously?" He rolled his eyes, buttoning my shirt for me. I could do that on my own but what was the point in arguing?
"We should get going."
— "but—" he glanced at his laptop.
"Can't you forget work tonight?" I tucked my shirt in.
"Uh…" I glared at him. "Fine." He sighed.
I grinned, stood on my tiptoes and pecked him.
***
"Hey, Mom." Hames smiled, pulling his Mom into a hug.
"My Hamzy is such a big boy now." She giggled.
"I'm not a boy." He pulled apart from the hug and kissed her forehead.