Hayden
"What's with the outfit?" Hailey whistles when she gets a look at me.
"Shhh!" I whisper-hiss. "I'm trying to get out of here without dad seeing me." It's almost as if we're in high school again, covering for each other.
She raises an eyebrow, her eyes shining with barely restrained amusement. "Aren't you a little old to be sneaking out of the house?"
"Not when I'm going to meet a firefighter," I smirk, an eyebrow raised.
"You're playing with fire."
"Girl, I'm hoping to get burnt."
"Aren't we all? I'll make sure dad doesn't wonder where you are."
"Feels like we're teenagers again, doesn't it? Only this time I'm the one sneaking out and not the other way around."
Her eyes roll heaven-ward. "Go, before I decide I'm not gonna help you."
Leaning over, I kiss her cheek. "Don't w
