#c:kel

The sound of a chair scraping out at the cluttered desk beside hers had Dev’s head swinging around in the direction of the noise. Almost dramatically she gasped, hand fluttering to press at her chest, as bright blue eyes were thrown wide. “As I live and breathe--- surely that can’t be Kelton Tavarez gracin’ us with his presence today, can it?” The steady stream of chuckles that followed her colorful greeting filled their little ten by ten foot space as she pivoted in her seat to face him more directly. “Didn’t think I’d see you in here at all this week. Who has the girls?”