He places his hands on her shoulders and starts kneading the muscles there trying to work out the knots. He was right, she really does need this.
He glances up from what he's doing to meet her eye, "I like your kind of trouble Sarah. And it's my job to look for trouble, I just picked tonight to go find the type I liked."
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