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He probably told Reagan everything; they seem to have that type of 'ship. And yeah let's play that!
Parker finished his sandwich and then wrapped both of his hands around the warm cup of coffee and leaned back in his chair. "At your place?" he smiled and quirked a brow as if he'd caught on to some grand scheme to get him to Callaway's home. That was certainly fine by him.

"I think that sounds good. We can really talk. I'd better get reading actually. I'll walk you to your car so you can give me your book?" He dug in his pocket to pull out cash enough for the whole check. He'd said he was taking Callaway out to lunch and he planned on making good on that.