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@shpixn | Fight me. Also Merry Christmas. But mostly fight me.

‘‘Normally, people make appointments before showing up here...’’ He tries to sound as serious as he can. Tries. ‘’But I guess I’ll have to make an exception with you, won’t I?’’

Don’t ask Cai how he just seems to know when she comes back around - he just does. And he knows what to bring. It seemed to be the foundation of their relationship and for a bartender it seemed a legit way to carry on relationships just the same. Or at least in this relationship.  What he hadn’t expected was her to open the door and invite him in - he thought he’d make a clean get away and leave her with a surprise. But he should know better. Surprises? Not something he’s entirely good at - but he tries.  “I dunno...” He seemed thoughtful turning back to Nat. “ My mom told me to never have drinks with strangers. It could lead to places . “ If she was going to be a smart-ass he was going to be one back.  This was also the foundation for their relationship.  “ But I can’t seem to say no to a pretty face. Or a pretty bottle.”

      “I definitely didn’t imply that I could kick your ass. I ain’t that dumb, Natasha.” He grins, hands spread wide in mock innocence.

*stares*