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Tom was surprised but delighted at the kiss from Jo. He kissed her back, moving his hand to cup her face. As he pulled out of the kiss, he gave her a little peck before fully pulling away. A soft smile returned to his face as he looked at Jo. “That’s the best news I’ve heard all day. Best surprise ever,” he added, pulling her into another hug. “Are you cooking for me? I smell bacon.”

Jo grinned up at him. “Yeah. I figured you could use some of my famous french toast,” she told him honestly, motioning to everything set up and ready to be cooked. “I had planned to meet you outside when you got home, but… well, I guess you had a long day at work, hm?” she smoothed a hand over his chest for a moment before stepping away.

“If you want to grab a shower, I’ll have everything ready for you by the time you get out.” It wasn’t often she played the doting domestic woman, but Tom was a sweetheart, and she wanted to do something nice for him.

“Oh finally! I’ve been dying to try it,” He beamed, looking at the spread of ingredients. The smile left his face & a deep sigh escaped his lips as he was brought back to reality and all that had happened during his shift. “Yeah, it was bad. 12-car pileup, several injured, a few fatalities. They made me leave my uniform at the hospital. Gave me scrubs to wear home.” The guilt of losing patients in the field always ate away at him, but this was especially hard.

“A shower is definitely warranted. I feel like I’m covered in layers of grit and grime. I’ll be back in a jiffy,” he added with a peck on her cheek, turning and walking to the bathroom, shedding his coat and hanging it on a chair on his way.

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