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Chapter 17

Sean stared at him.

“You couldn’t just get him a new one?”

“No, I couldn’t get him a fucking new one,” said Dane, not looking at Sean.

“So that didn’t occur to you.”

“Fuck off. Weren’t you going home?”

Sean sighed, wanted to grab Dane’s shoulder, turn him around, and kiss him goodnight, but Sean had a feeling that would be unwelcome.

“Yeah,” he said instead, and got a few feet away before turning back. “Hey, I’ll need your number.”

“Nice try. Just call Crypt Coffee.”

“You want me leaving contact info for Bethany’s friends and family with one of your baristas? Just give me your number, Dane.”

Dane pulled his phone out of his pocket and tossed it over. Sean nearly missed the catch, but it only took a few moments to enter his number in Dane’s phone and put Dane’s into his own. He walked the phoneback.

“Thanks.”

“Don’t say it,” said Dane, snatching his phone back and glaring. “You might be too old for casual sex, professor, but I’m not.”