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it.”
    “I wouldn’t let you help anyway.” I gave him a quick smile. “Go home and get some sleep.”
    “Thanks for everything, Frankie. Marie and I both appreciate it.”
    “Bye…Frankie.” Marie’s eyes were closed and her arms were around Axel’s neck.
    “I guess I’m not getting that blowjob after all.” He cradled her closer to his chest and carried her from the rooftop.
    I got back to work and cleaned up all the plates and utensils. My feet were dying in my heels so I kicked them off and immediately moaned when my feet were flat against the concrete.
    The tablecloths were set in the corner, and the tables were broken down and placed against the wall. After people finished their tasks, they walked out and went home. Then I was stuck there with Hawke, unfortunately.
    He stacked the chairs in the corner so the catering company could grab them in the morning. If I had to do this without him, it would have put me back two hours.
    When he finished clearing the area, he came to my side. He didn’t break a sweat over the work he did. It didn’t seem like he did anything at all. “Is there anything else I can help with?”
    “No. I got it.” I put the cake back in the box and closed the lid. There wasn’t much left but I knew Marie would want it tomorrow when she was hung over and miserable.
    “That looks heavy.”
    “It’s not.” I scooped the cake into my arms. I got it up the stairs without him just fine. I could carry what was left downstairs.
    “I really don’t mind.”
    “And I really got it.” I didn’t want to snap at him but he was making it difficult.
    “I just don’t want you to get anything on your dress.”
    Like he really gave a damn . “Just get the door.”
    Instead of doing as I asked, he pulled it from my hands. “Still stubborn…”
    His comment made me want to snap. But if I yelled at him, he would know I cared. And I couldn’t let that happen. My natural instinct was to fight and snatch the cake away. But that would lead to a fight and the cake would probably be dropped. “Then I’ll get the door…”
    We walked down the stairs and headed out of the building. When we reached the sidewalk, I prepared to take the cake from him.
    Instead, he waved down a cab.
    “What are you doing?” I blurted.
    “Are we supposed to walk?” He raised an eyebrow then got inside the car.
    I growled under my breath then joined him in the back.
    The driver asked for my address.
    Hawke turned to me like he expected me to answer.
    He was going to come all the way to my apartment? I kept my cool and said the address.
    The cab drove through the city, and I kept my eyes glued out the window. I didn’t want to look at him or make conversation. I just wanted to get away from him as fast as possible. At least I wouldn’t see him for a few months after this. There were no other events that I knew about.
    The cab driver stopped, and Hawke handed over the cash.
    I got out of the car and grabbed the cake box the second Hawke was standing. “Thanks for the lift. Bye.” I immediately turned away and walked inside my building. When I heard the sound of feet behind me on the tile of the lobby, I realized Hawke had followed me. “What the hell are you doing?”
    “Walking you to your door.” He had one hand in his pocket.
    “Why?” I blurted.
    “Well…you’re a little drunk right now.”
    I felt the heat in my cheeks from the alcohol. “I can make it the rest of the way.”
    “I don’t mind making sure you get there.”
    I wanted to punch him in the face. He was lucky I was holding the box. I knew I could sit there and argue, but that meant I’d have to interact with him longer. It would take less time to just let him get his way. “Whatever.”
    We took the elevator to my floor then stepped out. I quickly walked to my door and fished out my key. “Good night.”
    “Do you need help—”
    “No.” I walked inside. “See you around.” I shut the door in his face and immediately locked