She turned to him, resting her chin in her palm. "Tired?"
Kellan smirked at her, his hand reaching down to intertwine with her own underneath the bar counter. "I'm good, Thank you."
"Find me my guy?" her grasp tightened around his. "People's safety depends on it."
"First thing on my list,"
Malina nodded slowly, before taking one last sip of her wine. "Meet me next week then?"
"Yes Ma'am," Kellan grinned. "Then we'll see who's in charge of all this,"