Jesse grins at Daphne as they reach his floor. “Good. Do you want to hang out then?”
“Of course,” she says, grinning at him and starting towards the familiar Sinclair doorway.
But Jesse reaches out a hand and puts it on her shoulder, stopping her. “Actually,” he says, turning his head a little, a small smile quirking at the corners of his mouth. “Do you mind if it’s…a smaller party tonight? Rafe and Jacks just found out they have a draft tomorrow and they want peace and quiet in the room – they’re stressed as hell.”
“Oh,” Daphne says, her eyebrows going up as she looks at the door and then back at Jesse. “Um, sure. Did you have something else in mind?” A hesitant smile arches across her face.
“Yeah,” he says, taking a step closer to her and dropping his hand from her shoulder. “I’ve g
