What are you looking at? Hale asked. Why are you smiling? I worry when you smile.
She didn't protest as Hale slid his arm around her and pulled her to rest against his chest. It was somehow softer there than she remembered.
If you don't mind me saying, Mr. Hale. She's a keeper." He pointed in Kat's direction.
I didn't know there were this many math guys," Hale said as they stepped onto the crowded concourse. Kat cleared her throat. "And women," he added. "Math women.
But Hale wasn't just a member of her crew who had messed up. He was Hale. Her Hale. And Kat just wanted him back.