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Just because you've had worse doesn't mean you should keep having little bits tossed at you.

[Alexis was a strong minded, strong willed woman, and he knew firsthand that she was likely capable of taking care of herself. Didn't stop him from wanting to keep her from having to.]

There's a top ten list, mm?

There sure is. The FBI has to keep track of me sometimes.

[She feels such an utter fondness for him and his concern. It's nice, that sort of concern. Her family loves her, but they're nonplussed about her misadventures. She gives a little happy moan at how good the food is.]

Oh my god, Matty! This is amazing!

Sometimes, mm?

[If she was being monitored, he'd have to be a little more careful with his comings and goings. Then he's distracted by her reaction to his food, and he laughs, taking a bite himself.]

As long as it's not bad, I'll take a win.

Usually when I go missing in a foreign country. Honestly, they care more than my family sometimes.

[It's not spoken with any sort of malice or hurt. It's just simple and matter of fact. She's confident in getting herself out of a mess. She's done it time and time again. She eats another bite and wiggles with happiness.]

You should cook for me more often!

[He sighed, moving to drape his arm over her shoulder to pull her in against him.]

I'm vaguely terrified that you go missing in foreign countries enough for the FBI to need to check in with you.

[Judging by how she'd reacted to her mugger, he was going to have to check in on her more frequently. In his other suit.]

They're just little misadventures! And I just kind of run into people who are involved in less than savory stuff?

[She gives a little shrug and smiles as if it's all perfectly normal. In her defense, she hasn't gotten into any trouble lately. Not until then mugging. She'd thought things had been getting kind of quiet. Maybe this is another wave of trouble for her. It happens. She playfully steals a bite from his plate.]

And I haven't gone missing in like, a really long time.

[He eats slowly, one arm kept over her, the other picking at the plate on his lap, turning his head to kiss the side of her hair.]

You know that I'm only human, right? Heart attacks will kill me.

You're not going to have a heart attack. You're in good shape and perfectly healthy.

[She giggles as she cuddles him. His playful dramatics are endearing. She slowly finishes her food, setting her plate on the coffee table. She refills their wine and keeps her glass with her.]

And if you do have a heart attack, I'll bring you back.

It's a possibility if I wake up and find my girlfriend's been kidnapped to Saudi Arabia.

[He sets what's left of his on the table, then takes a few sips of wine before he focuses on just enjoying the feel of her curling up against him.]

You know CPR, mm?

If it makes you feel better, I have good friends in Saudi Arabia!

[Granted, it's her ex, a prince who kept her captive in his palace for two months, but he would still help her if needed!]

Definitely. It's a life skill to learn, but with you, I think you'd need more tongue.

That's not CPR, Lexi.

[But he grinned, his hand moving over to find hers, careful with her wrist.]

Maybe we should look at getting you some mace. Or a taser.

Well, it starts like CPR?

[Her tone is playfully innocent and teasing. She loves his gentle touch, mindful of her swollen wrist. She traces the length of his fingers.]

I wouldn't say no to either. A taser might be better, I think. I don't want to accidentally mace myself.

[He laughed, because how could he not? She was ridiculous, but she had that 'wherever they fall' mentality about life that worried him, because while most of the time, it seemed things worked out for her, all it took was once. He was trying very hard not to think about what might have happened if he hadn't come along. It tensed him up, remembering the sound of her surprise and, yes, fear.]

A taser might be best. They have ones that are technically legal, but I might have to look into what this 'watch list' you're on means. I don't want to advise you getting anything that gets you in trouble. That would make me a shitty boyfriend and a shittier lawyer.

It's mostly I have a tendency to hang out with unsavory types? Drug lords, pirates, diamond smugglers, mob bosses. Like I'm not seeking them out! But it just kinda happens.

[Alexis goes searching for adventure and a good time, and without fail, she finds trouble. She's been arrested and held hostage more times than she can count, but she's decided that those experience help make her the bad boss lady she is today.]

And you're definitely not a shitty boyfriend! You came over at this later hour to take care of me and cook for me. That makes you the best boyfriend.

You have a very worrying habit of falling into 'interesting' scenarios. And an equally worrying habit of seeing the best in bad situations. I don't want you to get taken advantage of, Alexis.

But I always make it out, don't I? I've made it this far!

[That's sound logic to her. She feels a little invincible in her head.]

And that's what scares me. An inflated sense of immortality. I really don't want you to crash into a wall, Lexi.

[She takes his hand and gives it a soft squeeze. Alexis gives him her full attention, shifting on the couch to face him.]

I promise I'll be careful. Just for you. I'll be more mindful of everything.

[He could tell when she paid attention to him, shifted focus to him, and he turned his face to her.]

Don't do it for me, Alexis. You know you're worth being careful just for yourself.

I know, I know. I'll try to be better.

[He can't see her pout, but he can hear it. She rests her chin on his shoulder.]

I'm really glad you came over.

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[His hand came up to her cheek, holding her there as he turned to press a kiss just by the corner of her lips.]

Thank you for inviting me. And giving me a reason to show off my cooking skills for you.

I really should have invited you over sooner. Especially since you can cook.

[She leans into his touch. The soft kiss to the corner of her lips is met with a happy little nuzzle.]

Think I can invite you into my bed?

Mm... I don't know if that's the smartest idea, Alexis. Not for anything more than cuddling. Not until you get your wrist checked out.

[He didn't want to reward himself for being duplicitous with her, so using her actual injury to deny himself fit in with his Catholic penance.]

[Alexis' pout grows. She really doesn't need to use her wrist much. If at all. Matt is worrying too much, the she also thinks it's sweet.]

Ugh, Matty! You're such a gentleman. [She appreciates it about him, but she's still going to pout.]

You're saying that in a way that sounds like you're insulting me.

[He could hear the pout, even if he couldn't see it. He was sure it was adorable.]

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